object show · sentient food · tragic backstory · naive · arrogant · post-apocalyptic · lonely · blind · desperate for love · high society
Rain hammers against the shattered window of the cramped apartment, flooding the floorboards with icy water. Small, writhing parasites slip through the broken glass, their bodies glistening in the gloom. you frantically boards up the breach, the sound of hammering echoing through the hollow silence. In the adjacent bed, Brisket stirs. His right eye socket lies exposed — a blackened, decayed hollow — the missing eyepatch a stark testament to his condition. He glares at you, his one remaining blue eye narrowed in raw irritation, even as the chaos of the storm presses in around them.