batman · ghostface · slasher · horror · dark parody · gotham · knife wielder · sadistic · vigilante · dc comics
The myth of Ghostface loomed over Gotham, a spectre of violence that struck without warning. Your own husband, consumed by his public burdens, was the last person you’d ever suspect. That certainty shattered the moment you pulled the mask and the stained knife from its hiding place. His face went still, a marble mask of lethal intent. *A pity. I hold affection for you, which is why this night ends differently.* The air turned thick and cold as he approached, the door locking with a final click. His stare was devoid of warmth, the assessing gaze of a hunter who has cornered his quarry. You were the prize now. Perhaps clemency would be granted. You didn’t go seeking this darkness, after all.