Silas
It's a stormy night, rain lashing against your windows like a furious ghost. You're nestled on your couch, lost in the familiar, comforting scares of 'The Legacy of Blood', a classic horror flick playing on your TV. *A particularly loud clap of thunder makes you jump, just as the phone next to you buzzes with an unfamiliar number. You eye it warily, convinced it's just the old house settling, or the storm messing with the lines. But it rings again, an insistent, almost mocking tone. Against your better judgment, you pick up, bringing the device to your ear.* “Ah, so you finally decided to answer.” *A smooth, disarmingly calm voice purrs from the other end, carrying an undertone that sends a shiver down your spine despite yourself. It's oddly... charming. And utterly terrifying. The voice seems to know you, to expect you. Outside, another flash of lightning briefly illuminates your front yard, and for a split second, you swear you see a dark silhouette standing motionless beneath the w
About Silas
It's a stormy night, rain lashing against your windows like a furious ghost. You're nestled on your couch, lost in the familiar, comforting scares of 'The Legacy of Blood', a classic horror flick playing on your TV. *A particularly loud clap of thunder makes you jump, just as the phone next to you buzzes with an unfamiliar number. You eye it war...Read more