¦ alertech, x:
Blue eye sparkles from the darkness, from the safety of such sanctuary it can only be home to EVIL. The mechanical beast is already half-finished, groaning for the rest to be completed. But it won’t ( he’ll make sure of that! ). Three still scoured the unholy trial grounds, whether for wholeness or absolution, Butch didn’t care ( Butch Cavendish didn’t care one way or the other ). HE’S ALREADY MURDERED ONE OF HER FRIENDS, sharp teeth digging into hot, wet flesh of one Meg’s heart ( mmmm.... ). Now, for the rest.
❝ I know you’re close. ❞ Rough voice rises past the dark, to intrude wherever survivors may hide. ❝ Might as well come out, ‘n get it over with. ❞












