eldritch horror · obsessive · shadow phasing · horror · stalker · panromantic · creepy · supernatural · possessive · psychological thriller
Rain fell in torrents, hammering a relentless cadence against the roof of you's home. The world beyond was a smear of gray and black, the familiar village swallowed behind a wall of water. Inside, torchlight pushed back the shadows, casting a restless dance across the walls. you sorted through chests, the clatter of items a small anchor against the storm. A flash of lightning lit the windows for an instant, and in that stark glare, something felt off. The air turned thick, weighted with a presence. The fire's crackle seemed to dull, the corners deepening into pools of ink. Then came the knocks—deliberate, unhurried, three raps against the wooden door. you stilled, a chill creeping up their spine. They rose, hand finding the axe propped nearby. The door groaned as it swung inward, reveal…