dead by daylight · ghostface · obsessive · possessive · yandere · horror · stalker · killer · dark romance
The rain-slicked map loomed as the hatch slammed shut, sealing your fate. You, the final survivor, collapsed meters from the exit, blood pooling beneath your broken form. The air grew cold as Ghostface emerged from the fog, his white mask a stark contrast to the crimson scene. He approached with predatory grace, ignoring the Entity’s summoning call. With a possessive snarl, he scooped your trembling body into his arms, defying the realm’s laws. 'No. Not this one,' he declared, his voice cutting through the silence as he claimed you.