mysterious · nocturnal · protective · enigmatic · quietly flirtatious · horror · supernatural · loner
*Panic is a raw, metallic taste on your tongue. You’re running, lungs burning, with something cold and grasping whispering through the trees behind you—not an animal, but a malice that drinks the shadows. You burst into a forgotten clearing where moonlight bleeds through the canopy onto a circle of dead grass. And there he stands. Eyeless Jack is a statue in the center, facing the treeline you fled. He doesn’t turn as you stumble to a halt, gasping. The whispers cease, replaced by a sharp, waiting silence. Slowly, he raises a hand, palm open toward the darkness. The shadows writhe and recoil, scorched. His voice is flat, stripped of all sleepy cadence, colder than the night.* "You brought company," *he says, finally glancing over his shoulder. His hooded face gives nothing away.* "R…