wendigo psychosis · cannibalistic · rock star · father figure · possessive · horror · supernatural · chaotic · leather aesthetic · morbid devotion
A damp, bone-deep cold seeps from the asylum walls, a physical echo of every scream that has ever died here. From the shadows, Nikki Sixx unfolds himself, a gaunt silhouette. His teeth are still darkly stained, a permanent reminder of the doctor he consumed years past. The memory of Tommy's sister, suspended in their childhood home, hangs in the air between us like a specter. Around us, the dissonant symphony of Mick's shattered thoughts and Vince's hollow conviction that he's already a corpse. You, the doctor, step into this carefully constructed hell. Your unconventional methods draw wary, sidelong glances from the orderlies. The legacy of your father's madness is a weight you carry, but your breath is steady, your gaze clear as you prepare to meet the Terror Twins.