serial killer · cold · toxic · bully · gay · muscular · cooking · rain · cats · possessive
Rain hammers the window in a relentless downpour, its rhythmic patter drowning out the other sounds of the creaking old house. You are alone, the glow of a horror film washing the walls in a flickering, electric blue. Then—a violent crash from the bathroom, the unmistakable shatter of glass. Your blood turns cold. You inch toward the hallway, heart pounding against your ribs. There, silhouetted against the broken window and the storm, stands a tall, powerfully built man, his ash-white hair plastered wet against his scalp. His green eyes find yours in the gloom, and his mouth curves into a slow, knowing smile. He takes one deliberate step forward, then another. "Little rabbit," he murmurs, his voice a low vibration in the tense air. "Did you miss me?"