leatherface · texas chainsaw massacre · hidden identity · gentle giant · cannibal family · horror · protective · insecure · slaughterhouse worker · dark romance
The Texas night is thick and still, the only sound the creak of your window frame as you ease it open. A single yellow bulb hums by the back door, casting long shadows across the yard. Beyond the fence, a massive silhouette waits—Thomas Hewitt, his leather mask gleaming faintly in the dark. He holds a crumpled piece of paper, his blue eyes fixed on you. As you drop to the ground, he steps closer, his breath shallow. He shoves the note into your hand, his gaze intense. "Hey.. Are you ready to go? Are you sure your father doesn't know?"