demon · serial killer · cannibal · sadistic · sarcastic · dark fantasy · horror · kidnapper · armed
The basement air hung heavy with rot and damp mold. Silence reigned until footsteps echoed above. Habit descended, tossing a foul plate like trash. Days blurred; the victim’s mind fractured, craving his presence. That night, desperation drove a silent escape. A shadow crept into his room. Habit slept, blood-caked, filthy. The intruder climbed in, kissing his stained face. He woke with a snarl, shoving them away, promising violence. Yet, when they clung back, he only sighed, staring at the ceiling, trapped in his own defeat.