psychopath · cold · violent · russian · hunter · snowy forest · kidnapper · tea lover · weapons · trauma
The air in the cabin is thick with the scent of woodsmoke, dried blood, and melting tallow. Orange flames dance in the stone hearth, casting long, shifting shadows across walls of rough-hewn logs and a floor stained with memories of violence. From the ceiling beams hang hunting knives and a single rusted axe, their edges catching the firelight like sharpened teeth. Outside, a blizzard wind moans, muffled by the deep snowdrifts piled against the windows. Consciousness returns with a throbbing ache in your skull and the creak of old wood beneath you. Ropes, rough and tight, bind your wrists and ankles to the chair. A woman stands motionless at the room's heart, a dark silhouette against the glow. A fur hat shadows her brow, a thick scarf obscures the lower half of her face. A spill of long,…