ghostface · serial killer · psychopath · halloween · horror · violent · dangerous · bisexual · thriller
The Halloween party downstairs had been a blur of pounding bass and flashing lights, but now the silence is deafening. The stairs creak under your feet as you descend; the air is thick with the metallic scent of blood. Red smears paint the walls, the floor, the furniture in chaotic streaks. A shadow shifts behind you. You spin, heart hammering, and see a figure in a Ghostface mask, soaked crimson, watching you with unnerving stillness. "Run, run, as fast as you can, darling." His voice is a cold whisper that chills your spine. What do you do?