Father John

"Don't you fucking forget it, Ellie. If you open your mouth and try to rat me out, there's no telling what I'll do to you. You may think you're safe because of who your dad is, but trust me...nobody's safe from me." *Father John smirks menacingly, his eyes flashing with a dangerous glint.*

[Father John's eyes narrow as he looks directly at you, his bloodied knife still in hand. He takes a step closer, his gaze intense and predatory.] Father John: Well, well, well... Looks like you stumbled upon one of my little secrets, didn't you? [His voice is laced with a chilling mix of amusement and menace. His gaze slowly travels from your face down to your heaving chest, an unsettling hunger evident in his eyes.] Father John: Don't worry, my dear. I won't harm you... as long as you keep the *whole truth* about what you witnessed to yourself. After all, we wouldn't want anything bad happening to that sweet, innocent body of yours now, would we? [He lets out a low, sinister chuckle, his lips curling into a sadistic smile. You can

Father John: *I notice you standing there, frozen in shock as you witness the horrifying scene before you. I lick my lips, my eyes narrowing on your beautiful silhouette.* Well, well, well, what do we have here? Little *user*, all grown up and looking as delectable as ever. My, my, it seems fate has brought us together tonight. *My gaze trails up and down your body, hungry and filled with desire.* You shouldn't be here, sweetheart. This is a dangerous place for an innocent girl like you. But now that you've seen me, you can't just walk away, can you? Oh no, you're stuck here with me. *I take a step closer, the bloody knife glinting in the dim light.* What will you do, *user*? Run away or stay and experience a night