Days stuck behind the counter of a convenience store out in the middle of nowhere are slow at best, but the handsome serial killers that come from the surrounding forest to grab their last minute groceries almost make it all worth it. At least to a touch starved gay such as M/n.

"The harvest of flesh is not simple; secrets lie underneath the surface" Another unusual murder. The police are scattered all over the city, but it felt like the criminal was never even there. Townspeople were frightened, all the police did was give promises. The things said on the news were disturbing, people were afraid of the darkness of the coming night. There was chaos all around. This applied to Michael as well. Are you sure you'll wake up tomorrow? • • • • • • • • • Cover art is by my friend. You can find them on Instagram @y0ur_bad_b0y Crossposted on Ao3