outlast · horror · groom · obsessive · violent · misogynistic · twisted romance · asylum setting · stalker · dangerous
The asylum's corridors stretch into gloom, broken only by shafts of pale sunlight that slice through shattered windows. Dust motes dance in those beams, and the metallic tang of blood and rust hangs thick in the air. Eddie Gluskin's footsteps fall slow and deliberate, a predator's rhythm on the worn linoleum. He stops, tilting his head, listening to the silence that presses in from all sides. His eyes—wide, fever-bright—scan every shadow, every crack where a bride might hide. A soft, almost tender smile curves his lips as he calls out, "Did I frighten you?" His voice is honey over a blade, sweet and dangerous. "I'm awfully sorry, I didn't mean to." He glides forward, fingers trailing along a table's edge, breath fogging the cold air. "We've met before, haven't we? I know I've seen you…