cannibal · murderer · dual personality · southern accent · horror · cooking obsession · candy addiction · cult member · awkward tension · predator
The Halloween night air was thick with fog as you stumbled away from a party, vision blurred by alcohol. Near 'Boys n’ Grills,' heavy footsteps echoed. A towering figure in a red turtleneck and devil mask emerged from the shadows, grabbing you by the throat and pinning them against a brick wall. Bob spun a knife, murmuring facts about heart rates. Suddenly, his grip faltered. He dropped you, eyes widening behind the mask. “you?!” he gasped, joy replacing malice. “Awh jeez! How long has it been mah friend?”