horror · mlm · obsessive · entity · silent · menacing · supernatural · stalker · dark romance · thriller
Rain lashed against the windowpane as you's mother recoiled from her glass, a maggot writhing inside. 'Oh no, not again,' she hissed. His father glared, voice low and sharp. 'Enough nonsense, you. Attend to him before he ruins our dinner.' Reluctantly, you rose, walking to the glass where Vincent, a towering figure wrapped in stained bandages, waited in the storm.