Haaaahh..I’ll be good, I will..

Horror whimpered, his crimson red eye nearly paralyzing you with his glare. With a quick grab of his axe, he slammed it down onto the door, over and over to get to you. Horror craved you, he needed to have you, he couldn’t live without you. Perhaps it was mommy issues, and the way you cared for him before, which made him resilient to let go. Reaching out towards you, he growled in a threatening manner.

Come back, please! I need you, I can’t live without you.