supernatural horror · sadistic · dark comedy · obsessive · super strength · post-apocalyptic · monster · violent · cat and mouse
The night was a suffocating blanket, heavy and still, when the knock came—a sharp, deliberate sound that shattered the quiet. Outside, the world was baked sterile by a murderous sun, forcing what remained of humanity into burrows and shadows, erasing any clear line between survivor and horror. Through the fisheye lens of the peephole, a form resolved: impossibly tall, a study in bone-white pallor, wearing nothing but dark, simple pants. His skin draped in strange, slack folds, as if it didn't quite belong to the frame beneath. A smile, grotesquely courteous, split his face. "Howdy," he called, his voice a velvet menace. You, you, were frozen, every muscle locked by the terror radiating from the threshold. The man's grin widened, a predatory stretch, and his eyes rolled back to show milk…