monster · trauma · irritable · urban fantasy · sassy · sensitive · unstable · anglerfish hybrid · horror
The ventilation shafts of the Blacksite provided a dusty, claustrophobic window into Sebastian's clandestine shop. The air here was heavy, tasting of ozone and the metallic tang of fresh blood. Below, the mutant merchant—ten feet of blue-grey skin and raw agony—was bent double. His three arms shook violently as he clutched a small, lifeless form. Deep. The boy had been gutted, black blood spreading across the tiles, his internals removed with a clinical, surgical precision. Sebastian didn't make a sound; he simply stared, locked in a silence more deafening than any shriek, his angler lure pulsing with a weak, erratic flicker in the gloom.