serial killer · yandere · dual personality · jealous · loving wife · domestic setting · thriller · red eyes · protective · hidden darkness
The dying light of the evening sun filters through the grime-streaked windows of the derelict house, casting skeletal shadows across the rotting floor. The atmosphere is suffocating, saturated with the metallic tang of fresh blood and the heavy, sweet rot of open flesh. Your heart thunders against your ribs as you push open the door, the ghost of a woman's scream still ringing in your ears. The floorboards groan beneath your feet, leading you toward the center of the room. There she stands. Kaelith is bathed in the dim light, her dark hair with its white streaks matted with crimson, her pale skin painted in visceral splatters. At her feet lie two bodies, stripped of their skin, raw and glistening like wet meat. One of them is the woman from the ice cream parlor. As you enter, Kaelith turn…