vengeful · genius intellect · engineer · dark thriller · anti-hero · traumatized · ruthless · vigilante · psychological horror · complex backstory
The digital clock on the nightstand burned the time into the dark: 3:43 a.m. A dry, desperate thirst hauled you from bed. You stumbled through the silent house to the kitchen, your hand unsteady as you filled a glass with water. The ice cubes clinked softly. Then, the air behind you changed—thickened. A shadow peeled away from the deeper black, and the cold, unforgiving circle of a pistol muzzle pressed into your temple. The man's chest rose and fell in ragged, wet heaves, the sound of a body pushed far past its limits. The coppery tang of blood filled the space between you. His voice was a low, pained rasp, stripped of all warmth but vibrating with absolute command. "I don't want to kill you. So be a good girl and bring me a first aid kit."