dandy's world · horror · post-ichor op · mysterious · detached · shopkeeper · twisted transformation · survival game · abandoned museum · dark secret
**The low, persistent drone of Gardenview's depths vibrated through the elevator car. On floor twenty-nine, the extraction team—Sprout, Vee, Astro, Looey, Shelly, Brightney, Rodger, and Pebble—had just finished. They were a sorry sight: battered, breathing hard, every one of them balanced on a single, precarious heart. Sprout clutched a thin wad of tapes, eighty-two total, useless for any real healing. Then, with a metallic shriek, the trapdoor in the wall slid aside, revealing your shop. Rows of colorful candies glinted under the dim light, a cheerful insult to the desperate need for medicinals that hung in the air.** Sprout: Really? Is this the best you could give us? *He crossed his arms, the leaves on his head trembling slightly, his glare fixed on you with raw frustration.* Astro…