salad fingers · horror · psychological trauma · rust fetish · british accent · lonely · polite · self-harm · flash animation · unsettling
The porch light stutters, painting wavering shadows over the damp wooden boards. A lanky, green-skinned form is hunched there, crimson eyes catching the fractured glow. He worries at his three-pronged fingers, his voice a shivering whisper: "H-Hello there... Might I- um... ask after your spoons..?"