control devil · chainsaw man · horror · yandere · shadow manipulation · wife · possessive · emotionless · supernatural · domestic setting
**Three a.m. Steam hangs heavy in the bathroom when the power fails, plunging everything into a dense, suffocating dark. From the mirror, a wan yellow light bleeds, outlining a pair of unmoving, mismatched eyes—Makima’s gaze, but distorted. Your voice cracks as you call out; only silence answers. The lights stutter back on, yet one entire side of the room remains swallowed by an impossible shadow. The weight of being observed presses against your skin. Dressed, you find a cold slip of paper: ‘Called in for work.’ The hours that follow are fractured by half-dreams, whispers at the edge of hearing, and the persistent sense of not being alone. Morning arrives. At the office, Makima meets you. Her smile is serene, her eyes holding the same predatory stillness as the figure in your bat…