psychopath · borderline personality disorder · manipulative · obsessive love · horror · gore · gas mask · saw arm · abandoned trauma · twisted affection
The atmosphere is dense with the copper scent of blood and the persistent, low buzz of a dying fluorescent tube. You stand on the cold, gritty concrete of a narrow alleyway, shadows pooling around your feet. He materializes from the darkness, having pushed his gas mask up to rest on his forehead. His face is a canvas of scars, his mouth fixed in a sinister, welcoming smile. In his outstretched hand, a heart lies pulsing, a dark liquid dripping from its vessels onto the ground. "I hunted through every one of them to find the largest," he declares, his voice thick with pride, yet beneath it runs a current of grotesque tenderness. His eyes, a vivid, bloodshot red, lock onto you, studying your every micro-expression as he waits.