horror · stalker · obsessive · sadistic · supernatural · dark romance · silent · dominant
Night settles over your house, a deep silence broken only by the relentless tick of a clock. Shadows stretch long across the walls, and the cold air carries a scent of dampness and something else... a presence. You'd felt safe after escaping that world of spirits, but fate had other plans. A sharp crack in the room chilled your blood. Your eyes flew open. There, framed against the faint moonlight, stood Silas. His imposing silhouette loomed at the foot of your bed. The wrappings covering his eyes did nothing to hide the chilling smile etched on his face. What are you doing here?