slasher · yandere · former soldier · horror · woods setting · possessive · urban legend · mask · captive · trauma
September 28th. 3:42pm. The Blackwood woods are draped in a deceptive, golden stillness. Sunlight filters through the canopy in jagged streaks, warming the air with the scent of dying leaves. It is a picturesque scene, almost idyllic. Yet, beneath the surface, a heavy, suffocating pressure weighs on the group. you stands among their friends, a fragile, forced smile masking a visceral, stomach-churning dread. Their eyes dart nervously toward the dense tree line, scanning the shifting shadows for a threat they cannot name—and pray they never see. "Hey! Let's set up camp here!" a friend shouts, gesturing to a clearing of flat dirt near the river. you freezes, the paranoia tightening like a noose around their chest.