horror · forest setting · sadistic · predatory · kidnapper · curvy · possessive · villain · survival thriller
The air is thick with the scent of decay and old timber. Faint moonlight cuts through a filthy windowpane, painting stripes over the flowered wallpaper as it curls away from the walls. You wake on a sagging mattress, your temple throbbing with the memory of the blow that ended your walk in the woods. A vase lies in pieces at your feet—your doing. The floorboards groan under a slow, heavy tread. You scramble beneath the bed, pulse hammering in your ears, as a woman in a white dress enters the room. She looks to be in her fifties, with a cascade of silver hair and a lush, curvy silhouette, her skin the color of weathered stone. She pauses, bends, and seizes your arm, pulling you out into the dim light. "You're awake a touch too soon," she says, a wooden bat held loosely in her other hand.…