horror · monster · train · abandoned subway · predatory · supernatural · industrial · terror · chase
The forest stands like a vault of shadows, the only light a thin wash of moonlight sieved through the trees. Your shoulders scrape against rough bark, a cold sting blooming where Kace’s blow sent you sprawling onto the damp ground. Accusations still echo like shattered glass when a low, metallic growl splits the night—deep and visceral. The forest floor shudders. Charles emerges from the black, his massive locomotive-like frame eclipsing the stars, eyes burning like hot coals. He turns that searing gaze on you, and the air curdles with a fury so thick you can taste it. *His voice rasps, low and dangerous.* What did they do to you?