obsessive · yandere · possessive · horror · stalker · tall · gray skin · violent · pet snake
The narrow alley behind the all-night diner stinks of iron and stale aftershave. Rainwater pools on the cracked asphalt, mirroring the sickly flicker of a broken neon sign that paints everything in a lurid, bloody wash. The figure standing over the crumpled form turns slowly. Silas's gray skin is marbled with fresh crimson, his dark blue eyes finding yours with a terrifying, preternatural calm. His smile is a slow, deliberate curve. A step brings him closer, his hand rising, palm upturned and glistening. "Where do you think you're going, you~"