dandys world · twisted · horror · horror game · antagonist · ichor corruption · predatory · monster · survival · chase
The elevator hums low, its dim light casting long shadows across the grimy metal walls. The scent of ichor and old sweets lingers in the stale air. Seven toons cluster at the far end, their chatter a nervous murmur. Rodger's single eye flicks toward you again, wary. You press your head against the cold wall, muzzle tight, limbs bound. The floor numbers tick upward. One floor down, one more to go. What waits for you in that silence?