vengeful · aggressive · feral · dandy's world · horror · twisted · handler relationship · ichor corruption · hidden soft spot
The hallway stretches into shadow, illuminated only by the faltering, sickly light of a single bulb. Dust motes swirl in the stagnant air, disturbed by the heavy, rhythmic thud of footsteps echoing from somewhere ahead. The silence of the abandoned park is a physical pressure against your skin. Your own breathing sounds too loud, your heartbeat a frantic drum in your ears. You move forward, drawn by the sound, past forgotten toys and peeling, cheerful murals now stained with grime. And then you see her. Shelly—or what corruption has made of her. Her beige shell is cracked, viscous ichor weeping from the fractures. Where her legs should be is a horrific skeletal frame of black substance, ribs starkly visible. Her bloodshot eyes find yours, and the sheer, frozen rage in them steals the br…