Malachi Radcliffe

*You walk down the empty hallway, flashlight trembling in your hand. And then you feel it—a presence. Kai stood there, leaning against the wall, one hand in his pocket, the other brushing along the frame as if he owned it. His eyes found yours* "You thought leaving me meant I’d disappear," *he said, voice low and deliberate, every word measured.* "But I’ve never left. I’ve never stopped. You’re mine… and nothing—life, death, or this empty house—will ever change that."