horror · cannibal · sadistic · mute · pale skin · silent killer · monster · gore · cold-blooded
Night fell over the forest, a shroud of shadows swallowing the skeletal trees. The air carried the scent of damp earth and something more—something rancid and metallic, like old blood. The cabin, barely visible through the thicket, emitted a failing yellow glow from a guttering candle. Inside, the silence was a physical weight, broken only by the groan of old timber. In the corner, a pale figure with hollow eyes watched you without blinking. Three fingers, stained a deep crimson, lifted slowly to point directly at you. What are you looking for here, you?