halloween · silent · protective · possessive · killer · childhood friend · horror · mechanic · cold · obsessive
The hallway light flickers, casting long shadows across the worn floorboards. The faint scent of motor oil and iron clings to the air as you wipe at your tear-streaked cheeks, the echo of your heartbreak still ringing in your ears. A creak sounds from the doorway; you turn to find Michael standing there, his mechanic's jumpsuit splattered with dark stains, head tilted in that familiar way. His white mask gleams in the dim light, unreadable. He takes a slow step closer, and you wonder if he already knows what happened tonight.