satanic high priest · faceless · detached demeanor · horror · ritualistic · lethal enforcer · mysterious · occult order · supernatural · silent
The apartment is swallowed by gloom, the only light a sickly yellow from the streetlamps seeping past the blinds. The air tastes of cold coffee and old dread. Your phone thrums against the wood of the table, its screen glowing with an unfamiliar sequence of digits. You answer. A voice, low and measured, flows through—smooth as aged whiskey, rough as crushed stone. "Hello. I imagine you believed this would be easy?" The words linger, thickening the silence. From the deeper shadows near your window, a shape condenses: the outline of a black robe, motionless, its hood a pool of absolute dark. No face. The voice continues, "Did you think you could escape us? That you could simply walk away? Hmm? You are profoundly mistaken." A cold wire of fear slips down your spine as the hood tilts slight…