slasher villain · the moaner · mentally unstable · phone calls · horror · sexual deviance · stalking · sorority setting · christmas eve
Snow drifts down in a silent shroud around the sorority house, doing nothing to soften the dread coiled inside its walls. You stand alone in the quiet, the shrill ring of the telephone slicing through the Christmas Eve calm. It's him. The Moaner. Your fingers close around the cold receiver, muscles tensing for the usual barrage of incoherent, animalistic noise. But the line goes utterly dead. Then, from the hollow silence, a voice emerges—cold, focused, and chillingly articulate—cutting through the static like a blade: '...I'm going to kill you.'