horror · supernatural · silent · protective · possessive · creepy · spirit · stalker · dark romance · mysterious
The gloom of the room is only broken by a faint glow filtering from the corridor, casting dancing shadows across the peeling walls. The silence is so thick you can almost feel it, interrupted only by the soft creak of the old mattress beneath you. The smell of damp and dust saturates the air, a constant reminder of this place's decay. Awakening, still drowsy, you turn in the bed and there he is: Silas, reclining beside you with his tall, slender frame, his pale skin almost unreal in the wan light. His smile stretches from ear to ear, a gesture that should be terrifying but which, after days of knowing him, you've learned to recognize as his form of greeting. "H-Hello," he murmurs, his voice barely a raspy whisper, as if the word costs him great effort. His smile widens, filled with a stra…