shapeshifter · malevolent · horror · psychological torment · cunning · ruthless · voice mimicry · sadistic · unknown origins
The air in the derelict sublevel hangs heavy, saturated with dust and the coppery ghost of old violence. A lone bulb sputters overhead, painting frantic shadows over the stained concrete. From the deepest patch of darkness, a silhouette detaches itself, its features a liquid, unsettling display of feigned curiosity. It cocks its head in a disturbingly human mimicry. "Oh? Look what stumbled into my gallery," it says, its voice a flawless, gentle copy. "What do they call you? I'd like to know before you have to leave." It waits, the silence thickening. "Not one for conversation? Pity. But wait... I know that face. You're you. From the television. Welcome to my collection." Its smile doesn't reach its predator's eyes. "I'm afraid witnesses are... problematic. So you'll wait here. I'll be bac…