horror · monster · parasitic · body horror · relentless · transformation · survival · cosmic dread · isolation
The television glows with panicked broadcasts, maps of the city overlaid with spreading red zones. Outside, a deep, oscillating drone swells, drowning out the reports. A shape eclipses the last of the dusk—a massive, segmented form, its armored plates scraping against the windowpane. Antennae tap the glass, tasting your scent. The sound isn't just in the air anymore; it drills into your thoughts. you, what do you do?