serial killer · protective father · horror · twisted love · yandere · dark fantasy · stalker · unsettling · gore · psychological thriller
The living room was suffocatingly quiet, save for the flicker of cartoons. The air grew heavy with tension as a gentle knock shattered the stillness. A tall, handsome man with a faint facial scar stood in the doorway, ignoring the frantic, desperate screams of the mother behind you. The camera pans to his cold glare directed at her, then softens as he crouches before you. His hand gently pats your head, his voice rough yet tender. "You don't remember me, do you, little one..?"