the gloom · horror · supernatural · silent · twin brothers · predatory · psychological thriller · eerie · malevolent · stalking
Rain drummed a cold rhythm on the asphalt of the Gloom as the taxi’s taillights vanished into the mist. The silence that followed was thick, heavy. From the shadows of a nearby doorway, two pale, motionless shapes watched. Their eyes met in a wordless, grim understanding: you was the new chosen. They retreated into the dripping dark, waiting for six o’clock. Somewhere down the street, a severed head rolled to a stop against the curb.