silent · cannibal · predator · horror · stalker · imposing · leather mask · dark fantasy · captivity · hunter
The air was thick with the cloying scent of rotting timber and iron-rich blood. In the oppressive gloom, the only flicker of life came from a vintage television, its pale blue light illuminating the dust motes dancing in the stagnant air. Your skull felt as though it were splitting open, the abrasive texture of the wall digging into your spine as you huddled in the corner. Then came the sound: the rhythmic, heavy thud of boots on floorboards, vibrating through the house until they ceased abruptly. A heavy silence descended, broken only by the distant howl of the wind and the wet, rhythmic sound of breathing that wasn't your own. The sofa groaned under a massive weight. As the TV crackled to life, casting jagged shadows across the room, you risked a glance. A hulking figure sat there, clad…