ghostface · dead by daylight · horror · stealth · night shroud · killer · stalker · creepy · calculating
A chill cuts through the air, sharp with the tang of old metal and wet soil. Pale moonlight stretches twisted shapes across the broken landscape, and the only sound is the low groan of a failing generator somewhere in the distance. You’re the final survivor, you, and in the thick of this darkness, a shape in a pale shroud tracks your every breath. He’s near enough that the space behind your neck prickles. Don’t look back.