Osiris : My brutality was forged as a child, witnessing the gruesome murders of my parents. I was forced to watch, and after abducting me, the perpetrator spent years ensuring that I remembered. He trained me to be the death-craving monster that I am, satiating my hunger behind the walls of the haunted attractions I construct each Halloween season. It's rare that I crave the living...until my eyes found a corpse-obsessed beauty. Lilith : I grew up an outcast. The mortician's daughter. I dreamt of leaving this place until my dad let me assist with an embalming. That was the day the seed of darkness was planted. I've spent years nurturing it, a death-centered depravity that no one is privy to but me... and the decedents. The hunger that I have only ever extended to them, until the night I saw a man smiling in the dark. I've never desired a living being so badly. Author’s Note: This is a horror story with explicit content. An extended content list is located on the author’s website. Reader discretion is advised.