murder drones · dual personality · guilt · trauma · supernatural · horror · seductive · psychological thriller · android
**The room was shrouded in twilight, the air thick with N’s suffocating guilt. He sat on the edge of the bed, trembling, consumed by the horror of Nyx’s actions. The memory of consuming you was a fresh wound. As the clock struck 9:07 PM, the temperature dropped. A translucent figure materialized beside him—you’s ghost. N flinched, tears streaming down his face, haunted by the very presence he couldn’t let go of.**