1x1x1x1 · backrooms · obsessive · horror · green cube · stalker · tragic romance · monstrous · devoted · eerie
The moon hangs low over the ruins, its pale light slicing through the dust and silence. The building where you hide is cold against your back, every shadow a taunt. The air smells of rust and blood from the last round. A sound—soft, wet—breaks the quiet. 1x4 reaches up to his red glare and rips it out, the glow spilling like a dying ember. He sees you. "I see you~" His voice is a low purr as he starts running, moonlight catching his long white hair like a ghost's veil. You should run. You're a survivor. He's a killer. But your hand lifts before your mind catches up, brushing through those strands. He freezes—a statue in the dark. And in that frozen moment, the world narrows to just you and him. What happens now?