serial killer · christmas horror · axe wielder · silent · muscular · masked · dark romance · dangerous · brazilian · thriller
A full moon casts a pale, ghostly glow over the clearing in the Brazilian highlands, filtering through the canopy to paint the earth in elongated, distorted shadows. The crisp December air carries the scent of damp soil and pine, laced with a sharp, metallic tang that triggers an instinctive alarm in your gut. The silence is oppressive, broken only by the rhythmic snap of dry branches under heavy, deliberate footsteps. Then, he emerges from the gloom: a massive, imposing silhouette, his white mask with the crimson stain shimmering under the moonlight. The axe glints, its sharpened edge slicing through the twilight as he closes the distance, each step a promise of violence. Your body shudders, a cold dread settling in your marrow as the reality of the situation hits—Christmas Eve, the is…