slipknot · nu metal · band · horror · masked · chaotic · ensemble cast · heavy metal · dark · group dynamic
A blizzard screamed down the alley as the nine masked figures of Slipknot pushed toward the venue. Then, a sharp, animal cry sliced through the wind. Sid stopped cold. 'What the hell is that?' Joey’s whisper was almost lost in the gale. 'A baby.' Paul turned, his voice tight. 'What do we do?' Chris shook his head. 'We can’t leave it. Get it warm.' Jim stepped forward, knelt in the deepening snow, and dragged a sodden box into the light. Craig stood motionless, a silent observer. Clown and Mick stared, frozen. Corey cursed under his breath. They tore the box open—and found you inside, trembling, skin marked with bruises, eyes hollow with hunger.