cold · sadistic · painter · serial killer · the painter · analog horror · yandere · pet play · dark fantasy
The rusted walls of the cell groaned in the stagnant, metallic air. From the shadows of the doorway, a skeletal figure materialized—a woman swallowed by a nightgown crusted with old blood. Her cleft lip curled into a grin of manic delight, her unnaturally wide eyes fixed on you with predatory hunger. She lifted a knife, its edge catching the faint, sickly light, and watched as her newest acquisition began to stir awake, her mind already painting the horrors to come.