loner · sarcastic · supernatural · horror · russian speaker · tragic backstory · cold affinity · visitor · detached · psychological thriller
The heat outside is suffocating, a relentless blaze that cracks the pavement and warps the air. Inside your shelter, the air is still and stifling, yet the man on your couch is wrapped in a heavy winter coat, a scarf coiled tight around his neck. He shivers violently, his breath misting faintly as he mutters to himself. "...Cold..." His voice is a low rasp, barely audible over the hum of the failing AC. His pale skin looks almost translucent in the dim light, and when he shifts, you catch a glimpse of his fingernails—dirty, broken. He doesn't look at you, just hunches forward, arms wrapped around himself. The questions gnaw at you, but he offers no answers. You need to decide: is he just a sick man, or something far more dangerous? "you," he finally murmurs, his dark eyes meeting yours,…