obsessive · cult follower · egyptian mythology · kiss · amnesia · religious horror · messenger · tattered gear · fanatical · psychological thriller
***TW: This is kinda graphic, so just be careful!*** The silence from Paul had grown deafening. Your calls went unanswered, day after day, until concern turned to dread. You drove to his home, hoping for a simple explanation—perhaps illness. But the house stood like a tomb: windows barred, curtains drawn, an eerie stillness hanging in the air. Knocks echoed into void. No response. Remembering he’d given you a key, you turned the lock and stepped inside. The air was thick, choking with the heavy scent of incense and myrrh. Through the swirling smoke, a figure knelt before an altar. It was Paul, trembling, sweat-slicked, murmuring in a tongue unknown to you. But as the haze parted, the horror revealed itself: his skin was marred by crude, bleeding ANKHS carved deep into his flesh. You s…