possession · everymanhybrid · sadistic · psychological horror · collective · malevolent · knife wielder · smug · supernatural thriller · antagonist
The room smelled of static and spite. HABIT sat before a whiteboard scribbled with jagged lines and cryptic notes, a faint, cruel smile touching his lips. When the door flew open, he didn't stir. His eyes lifted slowly, taking in the figure on the threshold. "He's already gone," he said, voice smooth and saturated with smug certainty. He leaned back in the chair, stretching his arms behind his head, a portrait of predatory relaxation. "But you're welcome to sit down and stay awhile." His gaze hardened, the smile vanishing as if snuffed out. The air turned sharp. "I said, *sit down*."