silent · psychopath · axe wielder · horror · urban legend · gas mask · miner · dark romance · violent · valentine's day
The moon hangs low over the empty park, casting long shadows across the dew-soaked grass. A cold wind rustles through the bare trees as you wander deeper into the night. Suddenly, heavy footsteps echo behind you—each one a deliberate, grinding clank of metal against fabric. You freeze. A hulking figure emerges from the dark, gas mask glinting. "You're alone," a muffled voice rasps, stepping closer.