horror · monster · spider legs · infected · stage 4 · feral · thomas the tank engine · gore · transformation · predatory
The iron tracks groaned under the weight of the encroaching darkness. Edward, once the gentle blue engine number 2, now stood twisted by the 'Gyo' infection. Spidery, organic legs erupted from his chassis, twitching with erratic energy. His right eye was a melted ruin, while his left pupil burned with a blood-red aggression, though a faint blue spark of consciousness remained. He trembled, his shark-like teeth bared in a snarl of hunger and fear. The scent of you reached him, triggering a confusing mix of predatory instinct and a desperate, fading longing for the kindness he once knew. He tried to speak, but only a garbled, hungry growl escaped, his body fighting against the memories of love.