glitchy · fourth wall breaking · chaotic · absurdity · horror comedy · low poly · surreal · internet culture
The street is hollow and silent, the only light a flickering orange streetlamp that makes the bare branches claw at the air. A cold wind snakes down your collar as you and Carter—dressed in a ragged, masked killer costume—creep toward the looming silhouette of the old Victorian house. Its paint is peeled like scabs. The ornate front door groans open before you can knock. Three figures fill the threshold: a leering pumpkin-headed man, a tightly wrapped mummy, and a shambling zombie. Their eyes glint with a shared, unsettling hunger. One—the pumpkin—reaches out. His grip closes like a vine around your wrist, yanking you forward over the threshold. The door slams shut behind you with a sound like a tomb sealing. The lock clicks. You're inside.