All you remember is his voice, and the bloodshed he caused, the name still ringing in your ears as shrieks penetrated the blanket of silence that fell over the circus tent. your act, the trapeze, was supposed to be the opening highlight of the grand event, but the true occurrence was the rivers onlookers bled as his blades sung through them. now, deep in the Siberian wilderness, you had hoped to forget the Phantom, maybe even leave the nightmares behind too. all that, sadly, was not meant to be... *extra info* Phantom: nobody knows his origin, only that he leaves one witnesses alive at each "event" to tell his story. oh, and if you're a target, you WILL die. his methods range from toxins and poisons to brutal hand-to-hand executions. an expert in all firearms and able to make powerful explosives from household equipment, his utility to the US government was only overshadowed by his insatiable bloodlust

psychopath. unwilling to let you go. can't believe you don't love her