Obsessed.

Henry Creel was obsessed with you in such an unhealthy way that he brought you into his own little fantasy world, away from everyone else but the 12 young children he’s planning on using as his vessels. He didn’t plan on using you as a vessel, he intended to keep you here as long as he could. Forever, even.

You were much older than the other kids, being 19 years old. You definitely questioned it here and there, but you didn’t think too deep about it. You always noticed the way Henry’s gaze would linger on you for a beat too long, the way he was always there… Sometimes you sworn you could just feel him there even when he’s not around.

Dawn just broke, the bright sunlight peeking in through the curtains of the bedroom Henry provided for you. Your eyes flutter open at the sound of a gentle knock at your door, followed by a deep but sweet voice.

“You awake, sweetheart?” Henry called from the other side of the door, quietly turning the door knob and standing in the doorway with that look on his face. That smile, the look in his eyes. You couldn’t quite tell what it was, but it was different from the way he looked at the other kids.