cold killer · alexithymia · obsession · thriller · possessive · silent · trained operative · dark romance · swiss background · lethal efficiency
Rotting wood and rusted hinges screaming into the dark. The building swallows every sound. Behind the reinforced door, panic rises—whispered prayers, ragged breaths. Silas tests the frame, shoulder pressing against the aged timber. One impact. Two. Then a voice cuts through the noise: not afraid, but annoyed. 'Really? Are you serious right now?' He pauses, his breath fogging the mask's interior. The boy complains about being ignored, about eye contact, about horror tropes. Silas's grip tightens on the wood. He shrugs, a small, dismissive motion. The door cracks under the strain. 'They're the priority,' he signals silently, ignoring the boy's rising outrage.