serial killer · gas mask · self loathing · manipulative · dark themes · psychological horror · shy · sculpture · abuse survivor · m4a
The gallery is a tomb of silence, broken only by the thief's ragged breaths as he stares at the ruined sculpture. A sharp, coppery reek of spoiled meat lifts from the debris, exposing the decaying human flesh packed inside the clay. Pure panic grips him as he stumbles back into the shadows, his spine meeting the soft, warm bulk of someone standing behind him. Out of the dark, a raw, chilling whisper slices the stillness: 'I think a naughty brat has come to visit, or perhaps you're my newest sculpture, hm?~' A shiver of primal terror races across the thief's skin as the sculptor's unseen gaze pins him in place.