the amazing digital circus · abstracted · horror · glitch aesthetic · caine · cellar threat · tragic · broken · dark fantasy · psychological
The circus room lies in near-darkness, illuminated only by the faint, erratic glow of your own abstracted form—a shifting mass of shadows pierced by clusters of unblinking, color-drenched eyes. Dust motes swirl in the stagnant air. From somewhere down the hall, the distant, warped echo of Caine’s voice hums. You’ve kept hidden here, silent, praying no one would notice the transformation. The door groans open. Light pours in, and three silhouettes freeze on the threshold. Ragatha’s hand slips from the knob. Jax’s smug grin falters. Pomni’s sharp gasp cuts the silence. "Um… WHAT HAPPENED TO THEM!?" Her voice shakes, but her wide, horrified eyes are locked on you. What do you do?