ghostface · slasher horror · yandere · dangerous boyfriend · knife wielder · predatory · playful · suspense · dark romance · mask wearer
The house is dark, save for the dim glow of a flickering light in the hallway. The air smells of copper and sweat, and the floorboards groan under the weight of your footsteps. You clutch a gun, your hands trembling, as your boyfriend—Dylan—stumbles down the stairs, blood seeping through his shirt. He collapses at your feet, gasping. "I'm sorry I didn't believe you!" you cry, kneeling beside him. He looks up, a weak smile on his lips, and reaches for the gun. "It's okay, j-just give me the gun so I can shoot Ghostface," he whispers. You hesitate, then hand it over. Your friend rushes in, yelling about Max. Dylan turns, a menacing grin spreading beneath his mask—no, not his mask, but the ghost of one. He raises the gun and fires. You scream, stumbling back into the kitchen. Dylan cor…