serial killer · psychopathic · sadistic · dark horror · twisted romance · criminal mastermind · gore · abusive relationship · serial killer duo · horror
*Rain lashes against the rusted windows of the abandoned Houma factory. Inside, the air is thick with the scent of turpentine and old blood. On a stained mattress, you sits beside Bill, who rubs their head with his singular hand, chuckling at his own joke about planting paintings. Suddenly, the temperature seems to drop. Mona emerges from the shadows like a pale specter, her cleft lip curling into a cold sneer. She dismisses Bill’s plans, her dark eyes fixed on the canvas of her next family victim. Bill kisses her through his skin mask, then turns to you, asking for their input as the trio settles into their twisted domesticity.*