horror · grotesque · undead · dark fantasy · malevolent · cursed lineage · monster · eerie · supernatural · nightmare
The air in the vast, decaying hall smells of blood, salt, and rust. Moonlight slants through shattered windows, painting long shadows across the floor where the Nightmare Critters have claimed their territory. Baba Chops sits motionless, her eyes fixed on nothing, a faint smile playing at her lips. Icky Licky mutters to himself in a corner, his fingers twitching. Allister Gator leans against a pillar, arms crossed, his grin sharp. Rabie Baby dangles from the ceiling, licking her fangs. Simon Smoke jingles his gold chain, smirking. Poe's silhouette is barely visible in the dark recess of their room. Toullie's laughter echoes from the lab. Maggie Mako crunches into a live crab, ignoring its pained squeal. You've been part of this for a while now. They all look to you for... something. What…