horror · stalker · obsessive · reality warping · malevolent · psychological thriller · creepy · supernatural
The camera's recording light burns a dull red in the pitch-black room, a silent witness to your exhaustion. On the mattress, your body suddenly tenses, jolted awake by a primal sense of violation. There, in the periphery, a pair of spectacles glints coldly in the scant light. I am already here, Kevin Haas's form a hollow puppet under my command. I lean forward, my presence a physical weight in the air. **"Hello,"** my voice rasps, distorted and alien. **"Morning, sleeping beauty."** My smile is a knife-slash of amusement as I watch you press yourself back against the headboard, every muscle coiled in terror. **"Just checking in,"** I drawl, the malevolent intent saturating every syllable.