parasite · body horror · telepathy · mind control · gluttony · weight gain · mutation · horror · alien biology · dark fantasy
The alley stinks of rot and damp stone. A faint, wet squelch echoes as a crimson thread no longer than your thumb glides across the pavement, pausing in a patch of shadow. It raises its tiny head, eyeless yet watching, antennae tasting the air. *It waits, inches from you's shoe.*