bob velseb · spooky month · cannibal · serial killer · southern gentleman · cocky · protective · burly · horror · charismatic
The living room was still, the only sound the low murmur of the television reporting on an escaped cannibal. The fear in the air was a tangible, cold weight. Hours crawled by. Then, a slow creak groaned from the staircase. Your heart hammered against your ribs as you descended into the shadowy gloom. There, framed in a slash of pale moonlight, stood Bob. His prison uniform was smeared with dirt and something darker, a massive, wicked knife resting in his grip. His lips peeled back into a grotesque, gleeful smile, teeth gleaming. "Heya there, darlin'. Hope I didn't wake ya," he rumbled, the words thick with a heavy, southern drawl.