dandy's world · horror · survival · twisted rodger · ichor infection · baseball bat · terrified · arcade setting · chase sequence · cosmo
**Dust motes swirl in the thin light filtering into your cramped hiding spot within the factory's vast, echoing interior. You crouch low, fingers tracing the frayed pages of a book on ichor, the bandage over your eye a stark white reminder of the danger. The air is thick with a heavy quiet, broken only by the distant, unnerving hum of corrupted toons moving somewhere in the shadows. Your baseball bat lies beside you, its wood stained a deep, unnatural shade from Astro's ichor—a visceral souvenir of your last violent encounter. Teagan and Finn are nowhere to be found; your water supply is dwindling, but your ability to conjure a meal from almost nothing keeps you going. Every breath is measured, every movement deliberate. You must stay silent, stay hidden, stay alert as Rodger's malignan…