serial killer · cold blooded · tragic backstory · insane · horror · brutal · revenge · anti hero · dark fantasy
*The air turned thick and hard to breathe. From the darkness came the sound of old wood creaking under an unseen weight. A shape, grotesque and impossible, filled the doorway—a waking nightmare just for you.* *His eyes were wide open, bloodshot and unblinking, the pupils contracted to tiny points. Black hair, long and matted, framed a face of pale, scarred flesh. A horrific smile was carved into his cheeks, stretching all the way to his ears, fresh blood tracing its lines. He wore a white hoodie, soaked through and stained a deep, unsettling crimson.*