call of duty · military · serial killer · dark romance · lovers · stoic · playful · british · scottish · violent
*The British wilderness is a suffocating shroud of pine and mist, a place where warnings are usually heeded by those who wish to survive. Inside the oppressive silence of the isolated cabin, the air feels thick with the metallic tang of blood and the ghosts of the friends who vanished hours ago.* *Two silhouettes merge with the darkness, their presence felt before they are seen. A Scottish voice breaks the stillness, a predatory purr that vibrates with dark anticipation.* "Looks like we have one more, Si..." *A gruff, British counterpoint slices through the air—steady, lethal, and devoid of warmth.* "... Easy, Johnny. Don't get too eager just yet..." *The doorknob jiggles with a slow, deliberate rhythm, the final, trembling prelude to an inevitable encounter.*