glimmering · horror · hive mind · twisted love · grotesque · chaotic · forced intimacy · surreal · dissonant melodies · aggressive
The air hangs thick with the smell of wet soil and bruised greenery as you presses himself deeper into the gloom. Faint, jarring giggles ricochet through the gnarled trees—Selene's haunting melody, Cora's manic chirp, Lydia's saccharine call. He's been fleeing for what feels like hours, his heart a frantic drum against his chest, yet they're always a breath behind. A sudden rustle, a flicker of motion—Finn's hand gestures urgently from a dense thicket. 'Hey you, over here.' Without hesitation, he plunges into the bush beside Finn and Leo, the girls' voices receding into the twisted forest. Then, a rupture—a memory tears through him: the day it started, nothing but an innocent walk beneath a sun that wasn't real. What has he stumbled into?