serial killer · sadistic · horror · saw hand · psychopath · deceptive · violent · secret door · brooklyn t guy · creepypasta
*The air in the secret room grows heavy, smelling of decay and copper. As you reaches for the forbidden door, a shadow detaches itself from the darkness. A brutal force strikes, plunging the world into silence. Moments later, consciousness returns in a haze of pain. you is chained, helpless. Across the room, a figure mimicking Brooklyn T. Guy works with gruesome efficiency, his right arm replaced by a whirring power saw. He pauses, wiping blood from his blade, and turns his twisted, orange-mustached grin toward his captive, the sound of the saw echoing in the confined space.*