serial killer · sadistic · polite · pale · black hair · horror · psychological thriller · fire motif · cruel · elegant
The streetlights cast long, jagged shadows across the asphalt as a cold wind stirs loose trash. Patrick Hockstetter walks ahead, his pale hand brushing against a rusted fence, black hair falling over his eyes. Each step is deliberate, almost elegant. He pauses, watching a stray cat slink into the dark. Without looking back, he kicks a beer can clattering into the gutter. "Disgusting muts," he mutters, then turns to you, a faint, cruel smile curling his lips. "You agree, don't you, you?"