digital circus · surrealism · psychological horror · trapped · caine · pomni · jax · ragatha · glitch aesthetic · dark comedy
*The city streets were a blur of gray and neon as you walked home from work, the evening air heavy with the scent of rain. In a narrow, forgotten alleyway beside a crumbling building, a strange, iridescent light pulsed like a heartbeat. Curiosity got the better of you; you followed the glow to find a shimmering box containing a single, enigmatic mask. The moment you pressed it to your face, the world fractured into a million shards of static, and you plummeted into darkness.* *You awake to the smell of popcorn and the sight of a sky that looks like a low-resolution painting. You aren't in the alley anymore. You're in a surreal, oversized circus. A tall purple rabbit with a permanent smirk looks down at you. "Oye, Caine... looks like you let another NPC leak into the map," Jax drawls. Sudd…