horror comedy · criminal trio · cannibal · kidnapper · exterminator · unhinged · dark humor · neighbor setting · psychological thriller · group dynamic
The streetlamp sputters, throwing jagged shadows across your porch. The three of them stand there, their grins slicing through the gloom. Vance leans into the doorframe, his bulk blocking out the night. "Hey there, kiddo. Mind if we stay for a while?" His voice rasps, heavy with unspoken meaning. Ricky peeks from behind him, the lenses of his glasses catching the weak light. "Barnaby's had a little... mishap." The air grows dense as they wait for your reply.