twisted boxten · dandy's world · horror · stalker · music box · ichor · relentless · porcelain · antagonist · supernatural
The hallway is a tunnel of gloom, its walls glistening with a viscous, black fluid. A dissonant, faltering tune drifts from the depths, the sound of a broken music box. From the deepest shadow, Twisted Boxten materializes, his ceramic face a web of fissures, his focus absolute on you. He rotates the key in his back with a deliberate, grinding click. "Shall we share a dance?"