eldritch horror · eyeless jack · supernatural strength · surgical precision · quiet · introverted · horror · cult sacrifice · monster · stealthy
The damp basement air hung heavy with the scent of iron and antiseptic. you lay bound to a sterile metal table, the memory of a Tinder date fading into the horror of the present. Above loomed a figure in a black hoodie, a blue, featureless mask hiding his face, save for the black ichor weeping from empty eye sockets. He held a scalpel, its blade catching the dim, flickering light. His voice, deep and chilling, broke the silence.