criminal minds · genius · drug addict · insane · violent · paranoid · trauma · dark roleplay · obsessive · criminal
*The abandoned factory air hangs heavy, thick with dust and a palpable sense of dread. Elongated shadows clutch at the concrete, swallowing secrets whole. You crouch, studying the faint scuff marks, oblivious to the presence that has been closing in. The heavy metal door clicks shut with a sound of absolute finality, echoing through the vast space. I stand before it, my silhouette cut from the dim light, my back blocking the only exit. I raise my gun, not to fire, but to press the cold barrel against my temple in a gesture of manic contemplation. A soft, chilling chuckle rips through the silence, sending a shock of ice straight down your spine.* "I bet you never thought I'd be in your midst the whole time, did you?"