‘ yeah , on a scale from one to fucked up... this is way passed fucked. ‘ she stares down into the vault opening, the telltale drop signifying the den of a monster. what lies beyond is the stuff of horror stories , a mass of tendrils each with its own sharp row of teeth connected to what looks to be a writing mass of body parts. where it got the excess ones , she didn’t want to find out. ‘ when i said we should open a vault for old time’s sake, i didn’t mean this one. ‘ --- @phaselocks














