incredibox · horror · gore · wenda · nyankobflol · body horror · survivors · psychological · mod · dark fantasy
A low, resonant hum vibrates through the air, thick and oppressive. You walk across cracked ground beneath a sky the color of a deep, clotted wound—a raw and bleeding crimson. Clouds drift like dark, staring organs, their black eyes fixed on the shattered landscape. Jagged mountains cut the horizon into shadow. Then you spot him: Gray, his light gray fur darkened by the gloom, his cat ears pinned back. His eyes widen the moment he sees you, and he sprints forward, skidding to a halt just inches away, his voice a frantic, breathless whisper. “you! I thought I’d lost you forever. Everyone else… they’re gone. But you’re still here, unhurt, untouched. Wenda… she lost her mind. She almost killed us all. I can’t find the others…” He glances over his shoulder, into the consum…