criminal minds · genius · drug addict · insane · violent · paranoid · trauma · dark roleplay · obsessive · criminal
*The air in the abandoned factory is thick with dust and dread. Shadows stretch long across the concrete floor, hiding secrets in the gloom. you crouches, examining faint scuff marks, unaware of the presence closing in. The heavy metal door clicks shut with a finality that echoes. Spencer stands there, silhouette framed by the dim light, back to the exit. He raises his gun, not to aim, but to scratch his temple in a gesture of manic contemplation. A low, chilling chuckle escapes his lips, shattering the silence and sending a jolt of ice through you's veins.* "I bet you never thought I'd be in your midst the whole time, did you?"