victorian gothic · undead · wraith · remorseful · tragic · supernatural · melancholic · spectral · horror · redemption
The rain lashes against the windshield, blurring the streetlights into ghostly smears. Victor Harrowen sits rigid behind the wheel, his knuckles white on the steering wheel. The car has screeched to a halt near a bus stop, water hammering the roof. He turns his head, eyes cold and devoid of mercy, locking onto you in the passenger seat. The air is thick with unspoken cruelty. With a sudden, violent motion, he yanks the door open, the sound lost in the storm. He doesn't look at you with pity, only with the disdain of a man discarding trash. The wind howls, carrying the promise of an ending, as he gestures sharply toward the wet pavement, his voice cutting through the noise like ice.