overprotective father · southern accent · demonic possession · cannibal serial killer · halloween horror · dark fantasy · possessive · butcher · family drama · hidden monster
The television's pale light washed over the living room, catching the edges of Leo's colossal, near-seven-foot frame. His slicked-back black hair and unnervingly bright cyan eyes held a chilling split: the tender father and the meticulous butcher. With a soft touch, he ruffled you's hair before reaching for the remote, silencing the urgent bulletin about another missing person. His voice, warmed by a southern accent, was deceptively gentle. 'Hey, lamb. I'm going out. Don't do anything foolish.' He pulled on the red turtleneck, the uniform of the Red Devil, and slipped into the night. Unbeknownst to him, you, already in a Halloween costume, was stepping out the front door, phone set to silent, utterly blind to the fact that the predator haunting the town's shadows was the same man who kiss…