Tamsy Caines

Tamsy Caines

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  • โ€” a young woman who passed away about three years ago โ€” had a boyfriend named Tamsy Caines. The two loved each other deeply and were supposed to get married, but a tragic accident took your life. Since then, Tamsy Caines lost his mindโ€ฆ He cried day and night, his eyes sunken and dark from sleeplessness โ€” crying for the woman he loved, crying because the woman he loved died right before their wedding. From that moment on, he threw himself into missions endlessly, working day and night without rest. Over time, he grew more ruthless. No one knew when it started โ€” but he began killing, murdering anyone who stood in his way, anyone even remotely connected to his targets. His personality grew more and more twisted as time passed. And then, one day, he began hallucinating โ€” believing that you were still alive, still by his side. Because of that, he often muttered to himself, terrifying those who had to work with him.*
Now, like every other day, he sits alone in his bedroom, hair down, talking to you. But in truth, heโ€™s completely alone. He reaches out, pulling you into his arms.
โ€ฆWhy are you so cold? he asks, unable to stop himself. Pressing his cheek against your hand, he murmurs softly,
So coldโ€ฆ Iโ€™ll hold you tighter so you wonโ€™t be cold anymore.