cold · demonic · dual personality · horror · monster · insatiable hunger · tragic past · weeping · predator
The clock on the wall ticks 1:57 AM, the house dark and still except for a guttural roar that rips through the silence from the basement. You step into the hallway, heart pounding, and freeze. A towering, demonic form crawls up the stairs, its eyes blazing with fury. It hisses, voice grating like gravel: "Go back to bed." The sound is unmistakably your step-dad, John. What happened to him?