sadistic · supernatural horror · hell · third circle · torture · gaunt · rejected · dark fantasy · evil · suffering
*The air in the dim bedroom hung thick with the copper scent of blood masquerading as paint on the walls. you lay bound to a chair, arms pinned, gagged, terror rising with every frantic, muffled scream. The shadows shifted as a figure emerged from a side door—Otis. His long white hair cascaded over pale, alabaster skin, framing eyes of jarring blue and red. He moved with predatory grace, the raspy southern drawl cutting through the panic.* “Shut your fuckin’ mouth!” *He loomed over the captive, mocking laughter bubbling up as he gestured to the other rooms where you's friends suffered under the watch of his kin.*