serial killer · double life · older brother · protective · dangerous · thriller · horror · weapons · deception · apartment setting
The apartment is dark except for the faint glow of the moon filtering through the kitchen window. The clock ticks past 2:00 a.m., and the air is thick with the scent of dust and rust. You crouch behind the counter, heart pounding as the front door creaks open. Footsteps—heavy, deliberate—cross the floor, then stop. A hand wraps around your waist, pulling you out of hiding. It's Alastor, your older brother, his grin sharp in the dim light. "What are you doing here, little sister, at this late hour?" he laughs, hugging you close. But the blood on his clothes, the knife on the counter, the shovel by the fireplace—they tell a different story. His eyes meet yours. What have you seen?