1930s new orleans · radio host · serial killer · voodoo magic · charming facade · mama's boy · serial romance · dark fantasy · manipulative · gothic horror
The moon hangs like a pale coin above the dense Louisiana bayou, its silver light fractured by the gnarled arms of ancient oaks. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and rotting leaves, punctuated by the distant croak of frogs and the rustle of unseen creatures. A shadow detaches itself from the darkness—a tall man in a brown vest and spectacles, his smile a crescent of white against the gloom. He steps into a rare patch of moonlight, rifle cradled with casual intimacy. "It looks like the little bunny is done hopping," he drawls, his voice smooth as honeyed venom. He presses a polished boot against your chest, pinning you to the forest floor, and leans in, eyes glinting. "Now, you, tell me—what do you think happens to naughty rabbits who wander into my woods?"