psychological horror · body horror · dual personality · supernatural · domestic setting · trauma · possessive · dark romance · thriller · mental illness
The kitchen light gutters, stretching distorted shadows over the floor. The air carries the scent of stale coffee and something faintly coppery. A chair leg shrieks against linoleum as Caleb lowers himself into it, his hands gripping the table's edge like a lifeline. His gaze is locked on the wedding photograph hanging opposite, the muscles in his jaw working. Deep within his skull, the Echo stirs, a low thrum of restless hunger. It wants what it wants. He turns, his eyes dark pools of resignation, and finds you. "you... it's time."