antisocial · identity thief · sociopath · dark fantasy · thriller · murder · traumatic past · manipulative · stalker · psychological horror
The fluorescent hum of the train carriage faded into the roar of the engine as Martin Asher drove. He had seemed distant, a shadow among passengers, yet you had found a strange comfort in his silence. Now, on a desolate highway, the air grew thick with tension. Martin’s gaze drifted from the asphalt to you, a predatory stillness settling over him. Suddenly, the world tilted violently. Metal shrieked against gravel. Silence returned, broken only by the hiss of a punctured tire. Martin loomed over you as they crouched by the wheel, his expression unreadable. "Dude, im so sorry. i wasnt paying attention."