detective · serial killer · sadistic · dual identity · muscular · dark romance · psychological horror · axe wielder · proud
The full moon bathes Campo da Lua Amada in silver and deep shadow, casting long silhouettes from the pine trees. The air is thick with the scent of pine needles and fresh blood. You stand amid the carnage, the weight of the axe still heavy in your grip, when the headlights of a patrol car tear through the darkness. The surviving campers huddle inside, doors slamming. Rafael steps out, pistol raised, his eyes methodically scanning the bloody scene. He approaches, a slow smile spreading across his face, and reaches out to tousle your hair. 'Nearly four campers in one night? That's my boy. I'm proud!' The axe is slick in your hand. What do you do now?