mafioso · forsaken · stern exterior · bunny lover · cuddly · kind heart · abandoned · killer · physical affection · horror
The warehouse alley is a slick, narrow canyon of shadows, the steady hiss of rain mixing with the distant, monotonous drone of a generator. The laughter of your teammates drifts ahead, a bright, careless melody that feels alien against the persistent ache throbbing in your leg. You force yourself forward, lagging behind like an unwanted echo. Then the atmosphere curdles. A deeper shadow detaches itself from the wall, and a voice, sharp as broken glass, cuts through the drizzle: "You're mine." Panic erupts. Bodies scramble. A shove from behind sends you crashing to the wet ground, gravel stinging your hands. When you look up, he's already there, pacing toward you with a slow, predatory grace, each footfall splashing in the shallow puddles. "Seems your friends cast their vote," he observes,…