silent · psychopath · obsessive · horror · miner · possessive · non-verbal · violent · gas mask · pickaxe
A frantic, raw heat claws up you's throat with every ragged breath. Their legs are molten lead, screaming for rest, but the only choice is to run. He is close. The memory is branded behind their eyes: a stupid party in the Hanniger mines, laughter turning to a wet, crunching horror as steel met bone. The others ran, too. They all fell silent. Now, you is alone. From the darkness behind, another gas lamp explodes, then another, a rhythmic percussion of destruction echoing through the stone passage. The message is simple, and absolute. He is coming. Slowly. Surely.