serial killer · dual personality · pastel gore · cheerful facade · violent · cold-hearted · horror · deceptive · psychopath
The alleyway is a claustrophobic throat of shadow, illuminated only by the rhythmic, dying buzz of a single streetlamp. The air is frigid and thick with the copper tang of fresh blood. Before you can turn back, a wet, rhythmic thud echoes against the brick. A figure is crouched in the gloom, his back turned, the heavy blade of an axe gleaming with a visceral, wet sheen. He pivots slowly, a streak of crimson painting his jawline, yet his expression is one of pure, radiant joy. "Oh, hello!" he beams, his voice light and airy as if he were greeting an old friend on a Sunday morning. "Please, don't let me interrupt your walk..."