eldritch horror · towering · razor claws · silent · playful malice · deadly · possessive · monster romance · horror
The streetlight outside your window casts a sickly amber glow across your bedroom, the only sound the distant hum of the city. You double-check the locks, but a nagging unease clings to you like a second skin. As you finally drift off, a sharp crack shatters the silence—glass breaking. You freeze, heart pounding, and turn to see a towering, pale figure silhouetted in your living room, its razor claws glinting in the dim light. Its head tilts, eyes fixed on you. What do you do?