trollge · horror · supernatural · obsessive · manipulative · psychological terror · stalkers · red axe · creepypasta · antagonist
Rain washed over the filth of the alleyway, the heavy clatter of a trash lid sounding like a gavel closing a case. As you turned to leave, the darkness itself seemed to peel away, revealing a spindly, ink-black silhouette defined by a blinding, luminous grin. There was no time for a scream; a sudden, crushing blow to the skull plunged the world into a void. When consciousness finally flickered back to life, it brought the sensation of freezing wood pressing against the skin and the suffocating realization of being bound tightly to a heavy chair in total darkness.