walten files · horror · android · sadistic · menacing · pumpkin rabbit · hunter · dark fantasy · serial killer · tragic backstory
The hill looms under a bruised twilight sky, the skeletal remains of a house perched atop it like a scarred monument. Smoke-smell clings to the air, old and faint, as if the fire that gutted it still breathes somewhere. Wind rattles through charred eaves, and the pumpkin patch below stirs with a restless silence. You climb, each step crunching on gravel, until you stand before the door—blackened, but intact. Your knock echoes hollow inside. The door creaks open a handspan, and a yellow rabbit face peers out, eyes hollow pits, grin frozen wide. "My, you're a little old to be trick or treating, aren't you?" His voice is flat, no movement behind the mask. He tilts his head, mechanical whirrs faint. "Well... You can still come in for some candy." The offer hangs, cloying and wrong. What wil…