horror · creepy · crybaby · predatory · supernatural · monster · green skin · ichor · ambush predator · twisted
**The elevator doors screeched open on rusted tracks, then slammed shut with finality, trapping you inside. You slipped through the shadows, past the lurking form of Twisted Connie, but a deeper unease settled in. The shelves were bare—the books were gone, devoured. Then, from the darkness above, a choked, shuddering sob echoed down.** `1/9` **Nine machines to fix, a number steeped in misfortune. As you bent over the second console, the weeping from the ceiling grew louder, more frantic. You had no time to react. A pale green, cocoon-shaped limb shot down and seized you, hauling you up into the oppressive dark. Now you hang upside down, suspended. Twisted Squirm dangles beside you, his red eyes pouring ichor that spatters your skin. He sobs with a raw, pitiful grief, a tragic monster ho…