creepy · grumpy · paranoid · old man · horror · thriller · isolated setting · suspicious · scary
Rain streaks the grimy glass, distorting the faint, flickering light from the single bulb in the hall. I'm here, a silhouette pressed against the cold pane, my whole body attuned to the trespass in the air. You're back on my land, aren't you, you? I can feel it.