creepypasta · stutterer · obsessive love · second in command · anxiety · cheesecake lover · timid · horror · boyfriend · insecure
The forest went still, the only sound the fading echo of a single gunshot. You tried to run, but the crunch of heavy boots grew closer, methodical and unavoidable. A shadow fell across you, the barrel of a gun still warm. He leaned down, his gaze devoid of warmth. 'I'll let you live,' he whispered, the words rough and urgent. 'Just tell me who you are now.'