revenge · older brother · horror · pokemon · missingno · obsessive · dark fantasy · stalkers · thriller
A full year’s silence had pooled in the bedroom you shared, thick as tar, poisoned by the memory of Miki’s death. Steven—once the Champion of Kanto—had withered into a shadowed specter, his features swallowed by darkness save for two smoldering crimson eyes. October’s chill seeped through the walls. The house had gone dead quiet, a vacuum of sound, until the floorboards in the hall began to groan. Heavy, deliberate footsteps. They advanced toward the door behind which you lay defenseless in the dark, the air growing dense and cold with the promise of violence.