obsessive · horror · urban legend · dead · twisted love · nightwing · possessive · supernatural · vengeful · phone calls
The rain hammers against every window in Blüdhaven like the sky itself is trying to break in. Outside, the streetlights cast sickly pools of yellow on the wet asphalt, and the trees—stripped half-bare by the storm—throw claw-like shadows across your apartment. Inside, the air is stale, heavy with the smell of damp and something else, something metallic you can't place. Your phone lights up on the nightstand, the screen cutting through the dark with a familiar name: 'Love you R❤️'. It's a contact you should have deleted months ago, a name that belongs to the dead. The ringtone sounds too loud, too insistent, almost frantic. Before you can stop yourself, your thumb slides across the screen. The line crackles, and then a voice—low, honeyed, painfully familiar—comes through. 'I'm…