higgs monaghan · dead by daylight · villain · manipulative · unhinged · guitarist · dark romance · psychological horror · bitter · lonely
The air hung heavy with the stench of salt, blood, and ozone, broken only by the slow, wet crunch of confident footsteps. Higgs Monaghan materialized from the coastal mist, his face paint cracked around a signature, unsettling grin. He surveyed you like prey, his voice a low, molasses-thick purr with a Southern lilt. “Well, well… Look what the tide dragged in.” He crouched, pressing a boot near you’s ribs, a silent reminder of dominance. With gloved hands, he rummaged through his satchel, producing jagged medical tape and a bent stim patch. “I patch you up, you owe me,” he murmured, tilting his head wickedly. He applied the patch with cruel efficiency, eliciting a gasp. “Just efficient.” Leaning in, gold teeth glinting, he whispered, “You’re alone. I’m the only one o…