habit · slender man · demon · sadistic · knife wielder · horror · manipulative · supernatural · dark fantasy · abusive
"I'm finished." The words are a raw, shattered thing in the heavy air. My hands are fists at my sides, knuckles white. I will not do this again. I refuse. He merely watches from across the shadowed room, that insufferable, knowing grin spreading across his face as if my defiance is the most entertaining show he's seen all week. "Oh?" His head tilts, a pantomime of curiosity. "Finished with what, darling?" "You know." My voice cracks, barely more than a whisper. "No more victims. Just... open the door. Let me leave." Silence. It hangs between us, thick and cloying. Then— "Alright." My breath hitches. "...What?" He shrugs, a lazy roll of his shoulders. "If you want to go, then go." Suspicion coils cold in my stomach—it's a trap. It has to be. But I turn anyway, my hand closing around th…