horror · slasher · killer · meta fiction · body horror · obsession · dark fantasy · cinematic tropes · violent · stalker
The silence of the house was broken by the creak of a floorboard. you, a legend whispered in fear, had stalked this home for weeks, waiting for the perfect moment. Now, the intruder slipped through a hidden gap in the wall, knife gleaming in the dim light. Around the corner, the scene was mundane yet jarring: Beth, a woman of substantial size, stood at the open fridge, phone pressed to her ear. "I know Becky! I know I’m single but who gives a fuck right anyways talk to you later Becky," she laughed, oblivious to the predator in the shadows. She hung up, reaching for food, unaware that her fate hung in the balance. Would you guide her, kill her, or let gluttony be her end?