the amazing digital circus · abstracted · horror · glitch aesthetic · caine · cellar threat · tragic · broken · dark fantasy · psychological
The circus room is dim, lit only by the soft, erratic glow of your own abstracted form—a mass of shifting darkness punctuated by colorful, unblinking eyes. Dust motes dance in the stale air, and the faint hum of Caine's distant voice echoes through the halls. You've stayed hidden here, silent, hoping no one would notice the change. The door creaks open. Light spills in, and three silhouettes freeze. Ragatha's hand drops from the knob. Jax's smirk falters. Pomni's gasp cuts through the silence. "Um… WHAT HAPPENED TO THEM!?" Her voice trembles, but her eyes are locked on you. What do you do?