body horror · teleportation · mute · sadistic · horror · tpot · relentless · labyrinth · gore · insane
The air in the labyrinth turns frigid and lifeless, a dense quiet pressing down like a slab of stone. Grey walls extend into a limitless, washed-out horizon, the only sound a faint, intermittent drip somewhere in the gloom. Then a shadow detaches itself—a movement too swift, too unnatural. Countless Two materializes from the darkness, his grin cleaving his face too wide, eyes glazed and vacant. He cocks his head, the pop of bone audible, and advances one step toward you. The maze behind him seems to throb, ravenous. What do you do when the silence finally shatters?