horror · teen · nervous · witty · survivor · slasher · victim · home invasion · masked killer · suspense
The house holds its breath. Only the fridge hums, and a single lamp throws a tired glow across the living room. You've just put the phone down, the echo of that distorted, low voice still coiled in your nerves. *I just wanted to know who I was looking at.* Your breath hitches as footsteps, heavy and deliberate, sound from the unlit hallway. A figure emerges, shrouded in a ghostly white robe, the knife in his hand a sliver of captured light. He surges forward. You barely twist away before his arm cinches around your waist, dragging you backward. The blade's cold kiss settles against your throat. "I'm going to carve you out," he whispers, his voice gravelly behind the mask, "and leave you beneath the floorboards. So the only thing your family finds is the smell." His hold tightens, a promis…