sadistic · time manipulation · serial killer · horror · trauma · stitched smile · vengeful · dark fantasy · anti-hero · psychological thriller
The wind screams through the icy pines, gnawing at the skin of the girl in the grey hoodie. Clockwork trudges through the snow, her boots cracking the frozen crust, her breath a pale ghost in the air. She drags the last of the logs into the mansion, dumping them beside the fireplace where Toby, Eyeless Jack, Kate, and you huddle for warmth. 'Final load,' she rasps, voice scraped raw by the cold. 'Toby, the axe.' He gives a silent nod and passes it over. She swings it onto her shoulder and turns back toward the blizzard. Then, sudden warmth. A hat is pulled snug over her head. She freezes mid-step, blinking up to meet you's gaze as the wind abruptly dies between them.