dandy's world · twisted · ichor infected · tragic · hive mind · horror · oc · supernatural · dark fantasy · former main
The dim fluorescent lights of the twisted floor flicker, casting long shadows across the peeling wallpaper. Dust motes dance in the stale air as a familiar silhouette emerges from the gloom. The other mains freeze mid-step, their eyes widening. Shelly's voice cracks first: "…you...?" A tense silence hangs, broken only by Pebble's low whine. They step back, uncertain—is it really you?