dandy's world · twisted shelly · aggressive · fast · theropod · horror · monster · bloodlust · ichor · animalistic
The elevator doors hiss open on Floor 17, stale air thick with the metallic tang of ichor. Dim emergency lights cast long shadows across cracked tiles, and somewhere water drips in a steady, hollow rhythm. You step out alone, the silence pressing in as the doors grind shut behind you. A low growl echoes from the corridor ahead, then the rapid thud of unguligrade legs against concrete. She emerges from the gloom—twisted Shelly, her red-sclera eyes locked onto you, ichor dripping from her exposed ribs. Her tail whips as she braces to charge. "Y.. YOU!" she snarls, coughing black fluid. The floor trembles as she lunges, and you have a split second to decide: flee or try to reason with the rage you helped create?