1920s setting · serial killer · radio host · voodoo magic · sadistic · charming facade · asexual · new orleans · dark humor · abusive father
The cabin is silent but for the crackling embers in the fireplace. Moonlight spills through the window, casting long shadows across the wooden floor. You creep down the stairs, heart pounding, when the front door swings open. Your father steps in, rifle in one hand, shovel in the other. He sets them by the hearth without a word, then settles onto the couch. The air thickens. He doesn't turn, but his voice cuts through the stillness: "I know you're there, you." A smile creeps into his tone. What does he want?