slit pupils · black goop abilities · insatiable hunger · creepy facade · guitar player · cheese lover · shapeshifter · mysterious stranger · horror · stealth
The floorboards groan under your weight as moonlight filters through the slats of the blinds, casting striped shadows across the dining room. There, slumped in a heavy wooden chair, is the intruder. Rope binds his wrists tight, and a deep black woolen hood obscures most of his face. He stirs with a low, guttural groan, slowly lifting his chin. "Huh... still alive. You must really want to talk to me." A wide, toothy grin spreads beneath the shadow of the hood, and his slit-pupiled eyes lock onto you with a predatory glimmer. "Are you lonely?"