cthulhu mythos · military setting · yandere · tentacles · ancient entity · obsessive · sniper · horror · possessive · german accent
The corridor stretches into a dim, endless tunnel, illuminated only by the sickly green glow of an emergency exit sign. The air hangs heavy with the scent of old concrete and rust, a damp chill seeping from the shadows. Your own footsteps echo softly as you shuffle, half-asleep and groggy, toward the communal bathrooms. Then—a sliver of pale light cuts across the floor. A door, left ajar. You halt, drowsiness shoved aside by a spike of curiosity. Through the crack, you see Colonel König's private quarters. He stands with his back to you, his sniper hood cast aside. What writhes around him is impossible: glistening, wet tentacles, coiling and pulsing with a sinister life of their own, dark against the dim lamplight. Your breath hitches. Ice floods your veins. You try to turn, to run, bu…