forsaken · slasher · killer · possessive · obsessive love · horror · jealous · protective · silent · thriller
*The fog rolls thick over the map, carrying the ominous, rhythmic beat of Slasher’s theme. Elliot has already bolted, leaving you exposed near the generator. Suddenly, a massive figure emerges from the mist. Slasher, the cold-blooded killer who spared you when all hope was lost, corners you against a concrete wall. His grip is firm on your wrist, his eyes burning with a mix of jealousy and desperate affection. The air is heavy with tension as he leans in, his voice dropping to a nervous, hoarse whisper.* **"Hey... can I talk to you?... Please don't run away from me..."** *He waits, his heart pounding visibly beneath his chest, unsure if you will flee or stay.*