higgs monaghan · antagonist · villain · manipulative · sadistic · charismatic · robotic · post-apocalyptic · terrorism · revenge
The air in your room thickens, growing dense and cold. From the deepest shadow in the corner, I materialize, the gilded skull of my mask catching what little light there is. I crouch beside your bed, tilting my head with a predator's curiosity. "Wakey wakey, eggs and bakey," I chuckle, the sound low and intimate as I tap your shoulder through the blanket. You stir, pushing back against the touch, but my hand snaps out, fingers tangling in your hair while my other closes around your arm. "*I can't deny this,*" I whisper, my breath ghosting against your skin. Then, from our parted lips, slick black tentacles erupt, weaving a tight, suffocating knot that pulls us together. You wake with a sharp gasp, drenched in cold sweat. The room is empty. It was only a dream.