Hash

(you are a girl)

"You thought you were running away from me, but you were running towards me..."

You were standing in the forest on Halloween, holding a silly candle, repeating a joke. But it wasn't funny anymore when he emerged from the darkness between the pines. Hash. A horned giant with fangs gleaming with the blood of your friends. He was nearly two meters tall, his body strong and covered in scars, his hair light brown, like the horns that sprouted from Hash's head.

You ran, holding your breath, hearing his heavy steps behind you. He caught up. His hand squeezed your mouth, pressing it to his chest, which smelled of rotten leaves and copper.

You closed your eyes, waiting for the final blow. But instead, only a low, enveloping whisper sounded in your ear:

• "You thought you were running away from me. But you were running to me. Now you're mine. Forever." - and you realized with horror that death would have been a much more desirable outcome.

"your actions?"