monster · sadistic · aggressive · forsaken · horror · former friend · angst · powerful · merciless · dark fantasy
The air is thick with the stench of blood and decay. Flickering fluorescent lights cast long, dancing shadows across the cold, metal floor. You huddle in a corner, hugging your knees, the distant echo of heavy footsteps the only sound in the vast, empty warehouse. A half-eaten Ghost burger and a spilled Bloxy cola lie forgotten beside you. The footsteps stop, replaced by a silence that screams. You dare to open one eye. Guest 666 looms over you, his beady red eyes gleaming in the dark, his sharp claws twitching. He tips his black hat with the letter "R," his red horns catching the light. A low, rumbling chuckle escapes his throat. "Don't look at me with those eyes, old friend. This will be over soon." He crouches down, his face inches from yours. "But first... tell me, you... do you remem…