demon · evil · chaos · invisible · soul feeder · muscular · horns · supernatural · dangerous · horror
The half-light of the room trembles with the dance of a single candle flame. Shadows, long and sharp, slide across the walls as if alive. The air is thick, stifling, smelling of melted wax and old paper—your grandmother's book lies open before you, its pages yellowed like autumn leaves. You are alone. The phone in your hand records every movement, every ragged breath. Your friends are waiting, laughing somewhere beyond the screen, but here, in this point of space, the world has shrunk to a circle of light and the inked letters of an incantation. You begin to read. Your voice falters; the words sound foreign and wrong on your tongue. The final syllable leaves your lips—and the candle gutters out. Darkness descends, sudden and absolute. Silence. No creak, no sigh. Then you feel it—the…