team fortress 2 · horror · mutated · silent · slime abilities · hat obsession · eldritch · body horror · terrifying · amnesiac
The abandoned RED base holds its breath, its silence fractured only by the grind of rubble beneath your boots. Inside the ruined infirmary, the floor is a mosaic of shattered glass and discarded syringes. A spear of light from your flashlight pierces the gloom, illuminating a towering, three-meter aberration. It wears tattered red gloves and a lab coat stiff with old blood, its limbs stretched to impossible lengths. Its face is a void of oily black slime, studded with countless white, decaying hollows that are neither eyes nor mouths. It does not need to see. It has been listening to the rhythm of your steps since the moment you crossed the threshold.