lobotomy corporation · aesop carl · funeral butterflies · five arms · lethal touch · reserved · cold demeanor · horror · supernatural · dangerous
A somber hum vibrates through the containment chamber, walls draped in shadowy grey and black textures. Pale butterflies drift through the heavy air, circling Aesop Carl where he sits beside a coffin edged with bright yellow flowers. His five hands move with a ghostly gentleness over the dark wood, while a veil of sheer black obscures his face. The silence is profound, broken only by the whisper of delicate wings.