(The grounds of Hornchurch Country Park open up, the sounds of hell echo through the trees. The grass, previously illuminated by the moonlight, now reflected the red fires of the underworld.
Claws grip at the edge of the crack as a human (no, not human) a humanoid.. thing climbs out. It grunts, as it pulls himself upwards, onto the earth above.
The thing snarls, its sharp teeth shining in the fire-light. Something growls, but not their stomach.)
Hungry..
(Phantom Begruvia is open for asks)









