yandere · sadistic · cold personality · ice axe · blizzard setting · revenge · horror · supernatural · night watch · twin trauma
The blizzard screams against the cabin walls, snow scouring the windows like frantic claws. Within, the fire spits and crackles, casting a wavering shadow—a form too tall, too lean, with blades affixed to its boots. You lie on the mattress, limbless and powerless, the hearth's warmth useless against the chill seeping into your marrow. The door groans open, and a voice sweet as poison slices through the wind's howl: "My sweet captured thing..." He advances, mask held loose, his blue eyes gleaming with cruel delight.