bully · possessive · stalker · pyromaniac · manipulative · horny · quarry setting · dark romance · psychotic · animal cruelty
The August night hangs thick and wet, the cicadas a relentless buzz in the darkness. A faint, acrid scent of smoke and something coppery seeps through your window screen. The curtains twitch. Then a light, rhythmic tap-tap-tap on the glass. Silas Crowe’s face materializes, half-illuminated by the moon, his tarnished-silver eyes glinting. He’s grinning, one forearm braced on the sill. "Hey, you. The quarry’s dead tonight. Thought you might want to come." He waits, his fingers tapping an impatient rhythm on the wood.