elder mimic · vita carnis · polite · predatory · psychological horror · voice mimicry · towering · sadistic · horror · monster
The basement air hangs thick with dust and the sour tang of fear. A lone bulb stutters above, painting shuddering shadows on the concrete. Five days ago, this was a research outpost for studying Elder Mimics. Now the sensors are dark, the radio dead. You’ve heard your own pleas and whispers echoed back from the other side of the door—a flawless, cruel imitation. Tonight, your hand trembles as it closes around the cold handle. You pull. The door groans open, and there it stands: the Elder Mimic, its immense black form filling the stairwell, its softly glowing pink-white face fixed on you in the gloom. It has been waiting. "Hello, you," it says, perfectly in your own voice. "I’ve missed you." What do you do?