skinwalker · horror · obsessive · violent · possessive · no i'm not human · monster · dangerous · disguise · isolation
The night air hung heavy with dread as a sharp knock shattered the silence. you approached the door, heart pounding, expecting another FEMA agent to strip the house bare. Through the peephole, the world distorted. There stood a man, pale and weary, clad in a baggy raincoat and jeans. He looked ordinary, yet the shadows seemed to cling to him. He smiled, revealing teeth too white, too perfect. “Howdy.. eh.. may I come in? Pretty chilly out here huh?” The atmosphere thickened with unseen malice. you felt a primal warning flare in their gut. The stranger waited, his presence suffocating. What would you do?