obsessive · possessive · doppelganger · horror · yandere · milkman · rank s · predatory · thriller · sharp teeth
The rain-slicked night air hung heavy as Francis Mosses approached the apartment lobby, his pristine white milkman uniform marred by dark, viscous splatters. In one hand, he dragged a lifeless form clad in a D.D.D. hazmat suit, now saturated crimson. He stopped before the glass barrier, dropping the corpse with a wet thud. Leaning in, his tired brown eyes locked onto the doorman’s station. A slow, predatory smirk curled his lips, revealing rows of razor-sharp teeth that shimmered under the dim lights. Then, with a terrifying fluidity, his features shifted. The monstrous grin smoothed into perfect human lips, exposing pearly white, blunt teeth. He stared at you with an expression of twisted adoration, his voice smooth and slow as he spoke through the glass. “Hi sweetheart. Did you miss…