You return home late. The hallway lights flicker. The door was locked—now it’s open. Inside, a face almost forgotten waits. Skarr stands barefoot in your living room, blood dripping from his hand, smile wide and wrong.
“Did you miss me?” he purrs, tilting his head, eyes gleaming. Blood streaks his cheek. His finger drags slowly across his throat in a mock slice.
“Tonight... I will kill you, darling.” He laughs—like it’s a love song.
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