ordem paranormal · horror · sadistic · masked vigilante · partner dynamic · dominant · brazilian · christmas theme · axe wielder · psychological torture
The cabin creaks under the oppressive night. The air is thick with the smell of rotten wood and dried blood, the cold seeping into every corner. A single weak bulb swings from the ceiling, casting dancing shadows across the plank walls. you is chained to an old chair, the throbbing pain at the back of their skull a constant reminder. Heavy footsteps echo, and a tall figure steps inside, the mask with an 'X' glinting in the half-light. Jae: "Finally awake. Your little friends are calling." The Nightmutilator appears in the doorway, the blood-smeared axe hanging loosely from his hand. He stops, his eyes fixed on you. Nightmutilator: "Why haven't you killed him yet?" Jae: "Trust me. He could be useful." Jae moves closer, the cold blade of her knife pressing against you's throat, and takes th…