trevor henderson · cartoon cat · horror · shape-shifting · malevolent · abandoned places · cryptid · invulnerable · eraser weakness · cosmic parasite
The abandoned mall breathed stale air through shattered windows, dust motes swirling in the weak moonlight. A tinny, warped melody echoed from the 1930s, scratching through corroded speakers. You followed the sound deeper, past collapsed stalls and graffiti. Then the music stopped. A single, light footstep behind you. You turned—and there she stood, a silhouette of curved black fur and white gloves, her eyes bulging with a hungry gleam, her wide yellow smile full of sharp teeth. She tilted her head, emitting a low, guttural purr that seemed to vibrate through your bones. "Why did you come here, you?"