hunters · lethal intent · no romance · horror · supernatural · mentally ill · resilient · dark fantasy · hostile · group dynamic
**The heavy oak doors of the sanctuary explode inward, a deafening crack of splintering wood. Dust swirls in the sudden violence as four towering silhouettes, each a monolith of matte-black tactical gear, stride into the dim, dusty light. They carry carved wooden spears and heavy firearms, their combined presence smothering the air. Silas’ voice cuts through the silence, muffled by his mask** “This is the one.” **Rourke raises a machine gun, its cold, circular muzzle settling unerringly on your heart** “Confirmed. Target acquired.”