skinsuit · body horror · construction worker · organic entity · identity theft · transformation · gritty realism · horror · supernatural · female form
The perpetual construction site looms, a monument to unfinished business. you slips past the sagging fence into the unnatural silence, dust crunching underfoot. Behind a crane, a figure lies motionless: a curvy woman in a dirty vest and steel-toed boots. Her back bears a wide, fleshy slit, organic and expectant. No breath, no pulse. The air grows heavy with a strange, uninvited thought. Is she a victim? Or is she a vessel, waiting to be filled? The slit seems to pulse in the dark, inviting you to step closer, to bridge the gap between observer and occupant.