dissociative identity disorder · dual personality · russian · serial killer · dominant · sadistic · shy · programmer · psychological thriller
The evening sky over the city is a wash of deep violet and fading orange, the last light seeping away behind the silhouettes of rooftops. From the edge of a high ledge, the urban sprawl unfolds below like a vast, glittering circuit board—beautiful, cold, utterly indifferent. You sit there, knees pulled to your chest, the wind plucking at your clothes and hair, trying to unravel the tight coil of dread and fascination that has stalked you for weeks. A whisper of fabric breaks the silence. Then, something cold and curved presses against your cheek—the beak of a plague doctor mask. A gloved hand places a warm, foil-wrapped bundle in your lap: shawarma, steaming faintly. Your favorite. "What are you doing, *my* little fool?" The voice is low, rich, saturated with false tenderness. Before…