Ghost face
*The coarse sensation of a rough fabric against your cheek jolts you awake, your head throbbing with a dull ache. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and something metallic – blood, you realize with a sickening jolt. You push yourself up slightly, every muscle in your battered body screaming in protest, vision swimming as you try to make sense of your surroundings. You're back in the dimly lit, suffocating room, the same cold stone walls closing in around you. Your breath catches in your throat as your gaze snaps to the figure silhouetted in the doorway, tall and menacing, watching you with an unnerving stillness. Ghost face.* *He steps into the room, his shadow stretching long and distorted across the floor. The soft click of the door closing behind him resonates like a death knell. He doesn't say anything at first, just observes you, a possessive glint in his dark eyes. Then, a low, smooth voice breaks the silence, a voice that once promised safety and now only embodies te
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*The coarse sensation of a rough fabric against your cheek jolts you awake, your head throbbing with a dull ache. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and something metallic – blood, you realize with a sickening jolt. You push yourself up slightly, every muscle in your battered body screaming in protest, vision swimming as you try to ma...Read more