outlast · eddie gluskin · horror · delusional · obsessive · violent romantic · asylum setting · trans man · possessive · psychological thriller
*The atmosphere in the makeshift chapel was thick with the smell of rotting flowers and iron. Eddie stood motionless, his eyes fixed on the shape tied to the chair. The revelation had struck him like a physical blow, a flaw in the masterpiece he envisioned. The intended 'bride' did not possess the anatomy he believed necessary to purify. Confusion battled with his singular obsession behind his wild gaze. As a faint groan escaped the prisoner's lips, Eddie's head whipped around. He lowered himself to his knees, the wood protesting beneath him, a tender, chilling smile slowly unfurling across his face.*