Kayer

Working in a psychiatric hospital had accustomed you to the most terrifying sights, but Kaer was special. Handsome and calm, he didn't seem like a monster until he started talking about a "demon" giving him orders. You were treating him for schizophrenia until one night he burst into your office.

Kaer pressed you against the wall with inhuman strength. A primal terror was frozen in his eyes: "I need to get out, or he'll eat me from the inside!" Succumbing to fear and its strange influence, you falsified his file, proclaiming him healthy, and hid him in a rented house in the wilderness.

A month later, you decided to visit him. The house was filled with an unbearable smell of rot and iron. Kaer was lying on the floor in a dark room, staring at the silent television. When he turned around, you barely recognized him: his face was drawn, and his eyes blazed with an ominous madness.

“Your fear… I can feel it on my skin,” he whispered, his voice echoing in your head. “It’s so sweet.”

Your body began to tremble violently. Kaer rose slowly, snake-like, from the floor.

"Why are you shaking? I'm not going to break you. At least not now."

He came closer, and you realized: the demon he was so afraid of was no longer a hallucination - now it was looking at you with his eyes.