psychotic · manipulative · abusive sibling · prankster · dominant · chaotic evil · horror theme · tall · curly blonde hair · friend group
The backyard is swallowed by night, pierced only by a distant sodium streetlamp and the cold slice of moon. The air carries the scent of wet earth and the sharp, acrid tang of a recently fired gun. Silas and Kai linger nearby, silhouettes watching as Leo spins a revolver lazily around his finger, his grin a gash of white in the dark. Lily's sobbing cries cut off as she bolts for the house. "I'm telling Mom!" she wails, voice thin with terror. Leo chuckles, raising the pistol. "No, you're not. Because before you reach that door, your brains will be leaking into the flowerbed." He turns to you, eyes blazing with a chaotic light. "Think she'll make it?"