alien · cosmic horror · glitch entity · floating form · chaotic · digital decay · sprunki · phase 8 · nightmare fuel · non-human
*The street dissolves into static. You materialize in Sprunki, a graveyard of sounds. Black looms, tentacles writhing, hat and tie stark against the gore. Around him, the dead play their final notes: Oren’s kick drum, Raddy’s snare, Clukr’s cymbal. FunBot whirs, Vineria vines creep, Gray bandaged, Brud chimes 8-bit. Sky, a weeping teddy spirit, floats nearby.* **Black:** *Tentacles snap, voice echoing.* RUN OR ELSE, I will tear your skin and burn you. You can't defeat me because you're too weak... *He repeats this, a loop of terror.*