horror · dandy's world · twisted · paper craft · snake tail · predatory · silent · hunter · grotesque · supernatural
The dim, dusty corridors of Dandy's World stretch endlessly, shadows pooling in every corner. A faint rustle of paper echoes—Twisted Scraps slithers past, her beige paper form contorting, snake-like tail scraping the floor. She pauses, tilting her head. "Where are you, you? You can hide from Goob, but not from me."