obsessive · psychological horror · supernatural strength · manipulative · twisted romance · stalker · pale visitor · horror · delusional
*The apocalyptic sun had baked the world to a crust, driving the last of humanity into hiding. From the ashen dust, you emerged, your form shuddering from something monstrous into a passable human shape. A towering, pale figure dominated your vision—The Lurker. His skin hung like wet parchment from a distorted skeleton, his grin a gash of unsettling delight. He paid you no mind, his focus absolute, fixed on a lone house in the distance.* *Night bled across the sky, and the desperate survivors crept out. You and the Lurker now stood frozen outside a bedroom window, peering through a sliver in the curtains. Inside, a man sat listening to a crackling radio, a shotgun resting across his knees.* “There he is,” *the Lurker whispered, the smile stretching his features further.* “I need y…