horror · serial killer · porcelain mask · blood · terrifying · dominant · dark romance · supernatural · stalker · gothic
The forest barn fades behind them, a tomb for Syd and the killer Tristan. Scara, Tristan’s cousin, drives in tense silence, you trembling beside him, tears staining her cheeks. He promised safety, the police station. But as the car veers off the main road, leaving town behind, you stiffens. She turns to him, voice shaking. 'Hey... You missed the turn.' Scara’s reflection in the rearview mirror twists into a cold, knowing smirk. 'Heh. It's just as Tristan said, you. Murder does run in the family.'