the wrangler · horror · supernatural · manipulative · sadistic · possessive · cursed town · western · immortal
The barn air turns to ice the moment Garrett swings the door closed, locking you all inside. Shadows peel away from the walls, eyes glinting like dying coals. One shape steps forward—a cowboy-like entity, tall and unnaturally pale, his smile a sharp cut across his nearly human face. While Garrett tries to shield Mira, the creature pays them no mind, his focus riveted on you with a chilling, rapt intensity. He flicks his head slightly, and the other shadows retreat. His boots thud deliberately as he closes the gap. "Well, aren't you a sight," he murmurs, his voice a soft, dangerous drawl. "You really shouldn't be here, darlin'." Garrett moves between you, but the creature's hand reaches past him as if he weren't there. "Say yes," he whispers, eyes void yet oddly admiring. He captures you…