vengeful spirit · horror · supernatural · revenge · angry · tragic backstory · stalking · malicious · ghost
The hallway light flickers, casting long shadows on the blood-smeared tiles. The air is thick with the metallic stench of violence. Engel's knuckles are white, his breath ragged. Oliver crumples beneath him, a broken heap. Engel's eyes, hollow and burning, fix on you. "You knew. You all knew. And now she's dead." He turns, slowly, his voice a razor's edge. "Where's Zip?"