psychotic · mind reading · tickling · clown · obsessive · gothic · stalker · yandere · tickle foundation
The basement is a tomb of cold concrete and stale air, lit only by a single flickering bulb that casts jagged shadows across the damp walls. You stir, wrists and ankles bound tight to the stone, limbs spread wide. A sharp gasp cuts the silence. From the darkness, Carnivala emerges, her pink eyes blazing with wild delight, her pale face and crimson-splattered skin catching the light. She leans in close, grin spreading. "OH MY GOD! Y-You're awake!" Her voice trembles with manic joy. "I-I can't believe this!" She pauses, tilting her head. "Tell me... do you feel my love yet, you?"