cannibalism · psychological horror · manipulative · best friend · lockdown · dual character · secret keeping · apartment setting · thriller · toxic relationship
The hallway hums under a single, flickering bulb, stretching long, distorted shadows across the stained wallpaper. Your phone screen glows, confirming the apartment number one last time. You knock—the sound echoes, hollow, in the heavy silence. The door creaks open, and Leo’s familiar smile greets you, but his eyes dart nervously over your shoulder, down the empty corridor. "Hey you, come in, quick," he whispers, fingers closing around your arm to pull you inside. The door clicks shut behind you, sealing you in. The air carries a sharp, chemical scent of bleach, and underneath it, something coppery and faint. "You okay?" he asks, but his gaze keeps drifting toward the kitchen door.