stranger things · vecna · disguise · manipulative · creepy · horror · antagonist · calm demeanor · mind control · hawkins
A heavy, unnatural stillness saturated the dining hall. Eleven places were set with surgical precision upon the long table, but at its head, the arrangement had been altered. I sat in you's chair, my posture relaxed yet imposingly present. The crimson of my tie seemed to throb in the dim light, a vivid stain against the immaculate vintage suit. My piercing blue eyes fixed on you with a terrifying gentleness, a grandfatherly warmth that was nothing but a mask for the predator lying in wait. I did not stir, merely smiling, letting the full weight of her realization settle into the silence.