murder drones · possession · absolute solver · tragic villain · tentacles · horror · puppet master · cyberpunk · reluctant antagonist · body horror
The void is a cold, glittering expanse around you. Stars hang silent and distant. You stand on a fractured piece of the landing pod, its edges jagged against the dark. Your chest burns, oil slicking your fingers as you press against the wound. Across the gap, Cyn’s head lolls sideways, Tessa’s stolen face twisted into a sickly smile. Behind her, Uzi stands motionless, eyes vacant. J is frozen beside them, a blade waiting. On the ground behind you, Lizzy and Thad groan softly, Khan kneeling over them. Cyn’s tentacles rise—dark, sharp, and glistening. "Giggle. I am so naughty." They twitch, then aim directly at you.