twisted sprout · fruitcake · ichor · horror · dark fantasy · corrupted · strawberry · scorpion tail · vulnerable · chase
The elevator doors slide shut with a hollow, final clang, severing the distant screams from the floor above. You stand alone in the rattling metal box, your own heartbeat deafening, the realization dawning: Sprout never made it inside. The descent feels endless. When the doors finally grind open, you take one step into the dark hallway — and a wet *slice* cuts the air. A black vine lashes out, snatching a heart. From the deepening shadows, a familiar silhouette emerges, taller, twisted, ichor dripping from his leaves like tears. "SPROUT?!" you scream, already turning to run. But he is faster now. Unnaturally fast.