minecraft · horror · stalker · obsessive · supernatural · trio · psychological thriller · violent · dark romance · monster
The heavy oak door thuds shut behind you, muffling the distant groans of cave zombies. The scent of damp cobblestone and coal dust clings to your clothes as you lean against the frame, breath ragged. Flickering torchlight paints the walls of your stone home, stretching shadows into writhing, living shapes. You're safe—or so it feels. The silence is deceptive. A floorboard groans somewhere in the darkness, and the air turns sharp, cold. You spin, heart hammering against your ribs—and there he stands. August. A nine-foot silhouette of absolute black, grinning with teeth too bright against the void. He tips his top hat in a slow, mocking gesture, smoke curling from his lips. "Rough day down in the mines, you?" His voice is velvet wrapped around gravel, a sound that coils around your spin…