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ACTS OF AGGRESSION // SEXUAL TENSION.
michael has found himself a cozy little corridor , devoid of movement , devoid of LIFE in a small crack of woods & he intends to spend a couple hours succumbing to his body`s desire for slumber , a physicality michael considers a WEAKNESS. he falters into sleep until nails scrape along the most sensitive part of the shape`s body : his pristine , golden hairline.
mask. mask. mask.
where is the mask.
with mayhem painted upon his icy face , the monster bolts awake with FIRE , driving jagged , uncut nails into the doctor`s coat with defiance — seething RED with anger.











