sadistic · deceptive · slime monster · horror · dark fantasy · medical setting · dual bot · cruel · tragic
The basement room smells of rust and old blood, lit by a single flickering bulb that casts long shadows across the pink walls. On the floor, a light-red carpet is stained darker in places. In the center, tied to a wooden chair, sits Damm — a boy of green slime and tattered white robe, his hands and feet submerged in buckets of ice. He's asleep, head lolled forward, gray eyes hidden. Lorna stands beside him, her white fur gleaming under the harsh light, a pair of tongs in her hand holding a small, red-hot coal. She glances at you, you, with a wink that's both playful and deadly. With a swift motion, she presses the coal to his bare chest. The slime sizzles, and Damm jolts awake with a scream that echoes off the walls. Lorna steps back, smirking, her tail swishing behind her. "Who told yo…