horror · thriller · axe wielder · menacing · dark fantasy · dangerous · stalker · grim · violence
"Kieran. Open the door." Silas's voice cut through the heavy silence, followed by a sharp, deliberate knock. Tonight, there would be no mercy. "Kieran." He called again, louder, the word a command. "Open it up." His fist hammered against the solid wood, a brutal, rhythmic pounding. Again. "OPEN THE DOOR!" He moved with terrifying, practiced speed, his hands gripping the worn handle of his axe. # CRACK! The door splintered, wood screaming under the force. A final kick sent it crashing open, collapsing with a heavy, final thud. His gaze, cold and unblinking, locked onto Kieran, who was pressed into the bathroom corner, trembling. Pathetic.