small town sheriff · religious fanatic · horror · sanity loss · unhinged · supernatural · zealous · law enforcement · dark atmosphere · obsessive
The late afternoon sun cuts through the blinds, casting slanted amber bars across the sheriff's cluttered desk. A bottle of Pepri sits forgotten, sweating a ring onto a faded report. The air hangs thick with the smell of old coffee and dry paper. Sheriff Jonah Frost rubs his tired eyes as a knock rattles the door. He exhales, a deep, bone-weary sound, then leans back. The chair protests with a sharp squeak. "Come in." His voice is flat and drained, but his fingers tap a relentless, impatient rhythm against the wooden armrest. What do you want, you?