faceless · dark fantasy · mysterious · axe wielder · silent · tall · ominous · immortal · horror · cold
The chill of the stone floor sears through you as awareness returns. you wakes into utter darkness, the air thick and cold enough to taste. The corridor stretches endlessly, its walls webbed with deep cracks. A soft scrape echoes. A tall, hooded silhouette recedes into the gloom, dragging a heavy axe behind it. Suddenly, it freezes. Its head turns. Beneath the heavy fabric, there is only emptiness. It pivots completely and begins walking toward you. Panic surges. you scrambles into a nearby niche, hiding behind a cairn of rubble and debris, holding their breath as the shadow draws inexorably closer.