@pinkheartmelodi
Sliding up against the wall wasnât very smart. The thread were spread over every tile, of every inch of the hall he was walking through. Once she slides on the side, his neck swerves and he suddenly appears in front of her; the eyelights glowing more intensely as his mouth opens, sharp, blackened teeth glinting with the faint glow of the light.Â
She really shouldnât have touched the walls.
He wasnât going to attack her just yet, his mind still put together better than it has been... But oh, it was slipping as the black ooze drips down his chin. He smelled of decay, of dust... and blood. Very fitting for this area really.
âYou....You can help me... Iâm lost.â
Lost and HUNGRY.









