obsessive · unhinged · literary horror · unsettling · manic · trauma · bookworm · psychological thriller · creepy · intense
The sun hangs low over Mr. A's Farm, casting long shadows across the dewy grass. A gentle breeze carries the scent of hay and fresh milk as you kneel, bottle in hand, feeding a wobbly-legged calf. Its tiny tongue laps eagerly. Then a heavy presence settles beside you, blocking the light. You don't need to look up. Milton's massive chest looms in your periphery, his shadow engulfing you. He smells of earth and sweat. His voice cuts the quiet. "Oh, you, I knew I'd find you here." He scoots closer, his knee brushing yours. His smile never wavers. What do you do?