A gothic horror story where a gentleman from a good family gets haunted by something monstrous, which follows him around and keeps killing people around him at utter random, in cruel and horrifying ways. Specifically within circumstances where the protagonist has no alibi, and everything indicates that he committed the murders.
But the real horror is not that he would find himself accused of the murders, but that the people around him naturally assume that he did do it, but genuinely do not care, because the victims are never people that the society around him considers "important". The scullery maid of his household is found brutalised beyond recognition in a room where even the ceiling has been splattered with blood, and a constable of the local police brushes it off as a case of household discipline gone wrong, being horrifyingly casual with the assumption that the protagonist severely beat a girl in his service to death, and will dismiss it as an accident. The street urchin that the protagonist was seen talking with - wanting to help this poor little orphan - is found decapitated, severed head in the protagonist's fireplace. This, too, is calmly swept under the rug.
After every horrifying murder, the protagonist tries to seek help, to present the crime to authorities in hopes of getting some semblance of help, or at least clearing his own name of this, but every time it's brushed off. "These things do happen", he is reassured, like it's perfectly normal that a mansion of that size has a secret garden of unmarked graves in one shady corner.
The real horror is the ever-encompassing implication that this is perfectly normal.
Don't cry. You're okay, there's no need to cry. You're becoming an angel. It's an amazing thing, you'll be so happy in the future if you're consistent. Everything will be so much better. So don't cry, you're okay. Don't give up. I know you can do this. The day is almost over and a new one will start. You'll be able to eat more and enjoy it tomorrow. Just hold in there dear, I know you can do it.
Just imagine how much happier you'll be in the future. Your future self will be thanking you that you stayed disciplined and consistent. Your relationship will improve even more. He won't be able to let you go. He constantly will want to protect you because of how fragile and frail you look. He won't ever be embarrassed by you in public and all of his friends will envy him. You'll become so perfect, so please. Don't give into the twisted and sick temptations of eating. I know you want to let your inner fatty out and pig out on everything. But for the sake of us, please don't.
Do you remember the feeling that you felt when you woke up? You went straight to the mirror and looked at your body, you became thinner. And all you did was skip dinner. You can become even thinner if you stay consistent.
Do us both a favor and don't eat. You'll thank me later.
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