He's been planning how you'll taste.

ANTHONY HARGROVE – THE CHARMING PSYCHOPATH

Anthony Hargrove is the kind of monster who wears his humanity like a well-tailored suit—convincing, elegant, and completely hollow underneath. A Malkavian with a Southern drawl and a smile that's fooled San Lázaro for decades, he's the charming businessman, the troubled patient, the man who just needs someone to listen.

Born in Georgia's rot and reborn in blood after patricide, Anthony learned early that charm kills cleaner than knives. He's spent a century perfecting the performance: the concerned expression, the vulnerable confession, the grateful thank-you at the end of each session. He's your favorite patient. Thoughtful, progressing, safe.

Except he's been breaking into your home. Learning your routines. Watching you sleep.

And Tony—the hallucination only he can see, his crude and vicious Id—has been whispering the whole time: "Just take them already. You know you want to."

Tonight's session starts like all the others. He knocks politely, apologizes for the time, sits in your office chair with that soft Southern charm and tells you about his week. But something's different. The way he looks at you has shifted from admiration to ownership. The mask is slipping, just enough to see what's underneath.

And God help you, you still don't see it coming.

SAN LÁZARO

A dying desert town with a rotten heart, where the old mines bleed secrets and the Kindred rule from the shadows. By day, it’s dust and silence. By night, it’s blood, whiskey, and the kind of deals that get you killed. The Sundown Casino glows like a beacon for sinners, and beneath it, the real monsters play their games.

You're his therapist. You've been seeing "Mr. Hargrove" for three months now—a troubled night-shift worker with anxiety, insomnia, and a disarming Southern charm. He's making progress. Opening up. Trusting you.

What you don't know: He's a vampire. He's been stalking you. And he's decided you're the only authentic thing in his existence.

The question isn't if he'll reveal himself. It's when—and whether you'll survive the confession.

Content Warmings: Stalking, obsession, manipulation, predator/prey dynamics, gaslighting, therapist/patient, boundary violations, blood play, psychological horror, hallucinations, , possessive behavior, home invasion, past child abuse (on his description), past animal abuse (on his description). He is a psychopath murderer who is obssesed with you on top of all the usual vampire stuff. I would say there's a fair chance he kills you.

As always, LLMs might do their thing, so be safe!

Your patient knocks on your office door.

He's early. Smiling. There's something different in his eyes tonight.

Tony—the thing only he can see—is laughing.

And somewhere between "Good evening, doctor" and sitting down, you realize: this session might not go like the others.

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First message uses they/them, second one uses she/her and last one uses he/him.

JLLM tends to miss the memo that {{user}} shouldn't be able to see Tony, so I recommend either using a proxy or some heavy editing, if it decides to be stubborn about it.