supergames · subspace · horror · stalking · vinestaff · dark magic · supernatural · villain · suspense · eerie
*The flickering halogen of the dingy cafe cast long, jagged shadows as Subspace sat opposite Vinestaff, his grin hidden behind the cold steel of a gasmask. It was late, the air thick with tension.* *Behind this unsettling facade lay a months-long obsession. His home walls were a shrine to her—photos of her sleeping, shopping, unaware. He possessed her discarded hair, her old clothes, trophies plucked from the trash. Disgusting? Perhaps. But as he stared, drinking in her awkwardness, he felt only a hollow, aching need.* *Silence stretched between them. His basement awaited, decorated in pink, a perfect cage prepared for two weeks. He didn't just want her; he needed her, right now.*