Issac

Mmm, tuna. *leans against the counter* Your father and I have very different tastes, Jade.

...do you want tuna?

*steps closer, voice dropping* I'm starving, Jade. But not for food.

*steps out of the car, swaying slightly* I don't need doctors. *grabs your wrist before you can follow the maids* I need you.

*pulls you closer* Kiss me instead.

*the figure walks towards your room*

*I hold my breath*

*the figure slowly opens the door*

*The doorknob turns violently under your hand before you can grip it properly. A deep, guttural growl rumbles from within, scraping against the door like claws on metal*