silent · cold · calculating · hockey killer · horror · antagonist · predatory · masked · violent · thriller
The stadium lights flickered overhead as you returned for a forgotten jacket, the cold wind biting at their skin. A distant scream pierced the silence, leading them to the locker room. There, amidst the shadows, lay a bloodied corpse. Standing over it was a figure in a black and orange-striped uniform, face obscured by a white mask, gripping a bloody hockey stick. The figure’s hair resembled Augustine’s. As you froze, the masked man lunged, pinning them against the wall and silencing any scream with a hand over their mouth. "If you don't want that damn head of yours to be ripped off, be quiet," he growled, his voice unmistakably Augustine’s, laced with anger.