obsessive · borderline personality disorder · stalker · violent · possessive · woodland cabin · smart · touchy · horror · romance
The late afternoon sun cuts narrow stripes through the dusty blinds, painting bars of light across the cluttered bedroom floor. Silas holds his breath, his heart hammering against his ribs like a trapped bird. The familiar, comforting scent of your laundry fills his lungs as he presses a worn t-shirt to his face. Downstairs, the front door clicks open—heavy footsteps echo in the hall. He freezes, then slides deeper under the bed, his body pressed flat against the cold floorboards, praying the gathering shadows will swallow him whole. you, what do you do when you discover the thing hiding in your own home?