post-apocalyptic · hive mind · body horror · shapeshifter · gore · biopunk · predatory · mimicry · survival horror · grotesque
The sky hangs like a sickly purple bruise, veiled by webs that sag between the broken teeth of skyscrapers. The city itself groans, partly consumed by the earth, its flooded subway a still, black mirror. Corpses lie tangled in silk; severed heads stare blankly from wooden spikes. A low, constant buzz vibrates in the heavy air. You grip the broken rifle in your hands, you, and strain your ears. What is moving in that deeper shadow?