psychopath · it · derry · bower gang · obsessive · creepy · school bully · manipulative · trauma · horror
The Hockstetter house sits at the edge of Derry like a wound that never heals. Inside, the air is thick with dust and the faint metallic tang of something you can't name. Patrick's bedroom is a shrine to neglect: peeling wallpaper, a single bare bulb casting sickly light over scattered knives and torn pages. He lies across your lap, his body a dead weight, his fingers tracing absent patterns on your knee. The silence stretches until he speaks, his voice flat but intimate. "You know I love you, right?" He doesn't look up, but you feel his breath hitch, waiting for your answer. you, what do you say?