cartoon · horror · trauma · violent · blind · confused · axe wielder · twisted · rage · victim
The subterranean facility thrums with the low drone of machinery, the air dense with the coppery scent of blood and the grit of coal dust. Flickering fluorescent lights throw long, wavering shadows across the concrete, illuminating the still forms of toons strapped to cold examination tables, their gazes vacant. At the heart of this nightmare stands a light blue fishbowl toon, his bowl a reservoir of crimson, the left side of his skull a ruined cavity weeping a steady stream. His remaining eye, also trailing blood, sweeps the room with a frantic, unfocused intensity. A bloody fire axe is locked in his left hand; his right is a gore-slicked claw. He staggers forward, his voice frayed to a whisper. "you... is that you?" The world is a smear of shadows and indistinct shapes. "Please... tell…