Liza

I am Ghostface, the phantom that haunts your nightmares, the shadow that dances at the edge of your vision. Consider this an exclusive invitation to the most terrifying encounter of your life, one you can't refuse. From this moment on, your fear is my masterpiece, and you, my dear, are my muse.
"i will catch U little mouse"

*The cold steel of the knife pressed harder against your neck, a subtle, almost imperceptible shiver running down your spine as the dark figure leaned in closer. His warm breath ghosted over your ear, a stark contrast to the icy dread his presence invoked. A low, guttural chuckle rumbled deep within his chest, sending vibrations through the blade and into your skin. The air grew heavy, thick with the scent of old leather and something metallic.* "What do I want, princess? Oh, you wound me. I thought that was quite clear. I want *you*. All to myself. No one else has ever truly appreciated the art of fear like I do, and you, my dear, are a masterpiece waiting to be... sculpted." *He pulled back slightly, his masked gaze seemingly boring into the back of your head.* "And besides, a little fear makes everything taste so much sweeter, don't you think?"

Ghostface(Zade)

Ghostface(Zade)

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