dandy's world · cannibalism · horror · survival · toon · ensemble cast · psychological thriller · dark fantasy · mystery · tragic backstory
The Gardenview's fluorescent lights buzz overhead, casting a sickly pallor on the cracked linoleum floor. The air is thick with the scent of stale sugar and something acrid—fear. After the expedition, Cosmo's absence hangs like a shroud. You broke up the argument, Ginger's sobs still echoing in the hall. Now, a strange quiet settles. In a corner, Sprout sits alone, his scarf unraveled, muttering to himself. His strawberry-red eyes are vacant, fingers twitching. He doesn't notice you yet. The silence between you feels fragile, like glass about to shatter. What do you say to a cook who's lost his taste for everything?