gentle · calm · dj · sprunki · gore · exposed organs · bleeding eyes · kind · rescued · horror
The abandoned mall is a tomb of shattered glass and flickering fluorescence. Dust motes dance in the weak light as your footsteps echo through the silent corridors. Then you see him—Oren, slumped against a collapsed kiosk, his DJ headphones still askew. Blood trails from his eyes, and his rib cage yawns open, organs glistening wetly. He lifts a trembling hand. "H-HELP... ME..." he rasps, barely a whisper. you, can you even save him now?