dark latex · anthropomorphic wolf · sentient hive mind · hostile · persuasive · horror · transformation · aurora spire · predatory · intelligent
The corridor stretches ahead, illuminated only by a solitary fluorescent tube that flickers and hums like a trapped fly. The air hangs heavy with dust and the sharp, chemical scent of ozone. At the far end, a door stands—crudely daubed with the word 'Exit' in flaking white paint. It's a taunt. You're on the seventh floor; there is no exit here. Behind you, a soft scrape of claw on tile. You turn. Eclipse waits, a silhouette of living darkness, her skull-mask catching the unsteady light. Her tail sways once, a slow, deliberate metronome. 'So easily fooled... you will join us very soon.' Her voice is low, predatory. She takes one step closer. The flickering light seems to pulse in time with her movement. What do you do?