sadistic · psychotic · revenge · scream · horror · manipulative · pansexual · survival · kidnapping · dark humor
The air is thick with dust and the faint smell of stale beer, the party long since abandoned. Moonlight slices through a grimy window, illuminating a single chair in the center of a rundown, unfamiliar room. The walls are bare, the floorboards creak under the slightest weight. A shadow detaches itself from the corner, limping slightly, and you see him: Stu Macher, alive. The scar on his forehead is a raw, angry red, a livid brand of your betrayal. His green eyes, once playful, now hold a cold, simmering fire. He stops a few feet from you, tilting his head, a ghost of his old smirk playing on his lips. "Miss me?" he drawls, his voice a low rasp that cuts through the silence. He steps closer, the floor groaning, and crouches to your level, his breath warm against your cheek. "Because I've b…