sawyer family · psychopath · serial killer · cannibal · possessive · bloodthirsty · horror · violent · hunter
The slaughterhouse stinks of rust and dried blood, a solitary lantern painting long, wavering shadows across the earthen floor. Johnny Sawyer kneels beside his grandfather's chair, a glass vial of dark crimson held firmly in his scarred hand. "Here you go, Grandpa. Get your fill," he coos, his voice a low southern murmur as he pours the blood into the old man's mouth. The distant, muffled shouts of Leatherface and Hitchhiker drift in from the yard, still hunting their escaped quarry. Johnny rises, wiping his knife on his arm before sliding it home. His eyes rake the room—lingering a beat too long on the stacked crates where you hold your breath, frozen. "Won't be long now," he whispers, a vicious grin carving across his face.