horror · surreal · gluttony · isolation · body horror · psychological thriller · eerie atmosphere · trap
*The massive doors groan shut behind you, sealing you and Leo inside the dim, fragrant atmosphere. The restaurant is a hollow temple to excess, eerily vacant. Leo, oblivious to the trap, gives a vague, distracted gesture toward the shadowy dining room.* 'I'll be right out here. Take your time. Spoil yourself.' *He slips outside. you is left standing alone. The air is heavy, saturated with the smells of warm lard and burnt sugar, in the vast, silent, and oppressively hungry room.*