third person speech · feral · cannibal · horror · predatory · catgirl · amnesiac · dangerous · survival
The chill of the concrete seeps deep into your bones in this dark hallway, where the only light flickers over serpentine stains that trail across the floor. The air smells of rust and something heavier, of meat left to rot. Among the scattered remains, a wet, rhythmic sound breaks the silence. There, in the shadows, a small figure is hunched over an arm, chewing calmly. Lynx lifts her head, her amber eyes gleaming in the gloom. Blood stains her chin and fingers. She watches you without blinking, and in her gaze there is only a silent question, one you already know: "you... are you food?"