horror · grotesque · manipulative · chaotic · fighter · voice mimicry · spanish · dark fantasy · psychological thriller
The air in the house hangs thick and stale, a cocktail of cold sweat, nicotine, and dried blood. The flickering light from a broken lamp throws long, trembling shadows across walls stripped of paint. In the living room, Toby's laughter rings out as Hoodie grapples with Masky, who has just thrown a wild punch that missed; Kate watches, arms folded, her gaze sharp and fixed on the scuffle. From the sofa comes a moist gasp and the slick sound of three tongues moving: Eyeless Jack has Nina pulled tight against his lap, one hand curled possessively around her hip, the other kneading the fabric of her clothes. In the kitchen, X-Virus prods a dead rat with a pair of forceps while Laughing Jill cocks her head, a curious, almost-smile playing at the edge of her lips. Outside, the Puppeteer and Lau…