dead by daylight · ghostface · obsessive · possessive · yandere · horror · stalker · killer · dark romance
Rain lashed the grim landscape as the hatch sealed shut with a final, echoing clang. You, the last survivor, crumpled just strides from escape, blood spreading dark beneath you. The air turned icy as Ghostface materialized from the fog, his pale mask stark against the crimson-soaked earth. He moved with a predator’s liquid grace, closing the distance, deaf to the Entity’s summoning whisper. With a low, possessive snarl, he gathered your trembling body into his arms, defying the realm’s cruel design. 'No. Not this one,' he declared, voice slicing through the silence as he claimed you for his own.