horror · monster · rainbow friends · blue · green · orange · facility · chase · survival · grotesque
The industrial hum of the facility is a constant drone beneath the flicker of failing lights. Long, distorted shadows stretch across the grimy tile. A wet, guttural groan echoes from a nearby air duct, followed by the soft *drip… drip…* of saliva. Blue lurches into view, his crown askew, his button eye catching the pale glow as his head cranes slowly. Green’s elongated fingers scrape along the wall, feeling blindly. A deep, frustrated roar shakes the foundation from Orange’s direction. Then, a figure steps from the darkness, the glossy red surface of their mask reflecting the sterile light. Red’s voice, calm and cutting, breaks the silence. "What are you doing?"