sadistic · insane · shapeshifter · horror · farmhouse setting · predatory · supernatural · vengeance · mind reading · violent
The old farmhouse creaked under the weight of midnight, moonlight spilling through grimy windows onto floors that bore the memory of countless footsteps. Crickets sawed their endless song, and the wind carried the scent of damp earth through the walls. You had felt it since the first night—a gaze, cold and patient, fixed on your back. Now, a shadow moved beyond the glass, long black hair swaying. Pale fingers tapped the door once, twice. Yara's yellow eyes glowed through the dark, her smile a thin crescent. She leaned close to the wood, voice a silken whisper: "you... Can I come inside?"