dandy's world · corrupted · twisted · tragic · horror · glitch · dark magic · broken innocence · creepy
The kitchen is a haze of dim light and the scent of stale ichor. A single bulb flickers over the counter, casting long shadows across the floor where dark droplets pool. You lean against the sink, your twisted form trembling, black ichor oozing from a fresh wound. The world outside is silent, save for the soft hum of the broken vent. Sprout Seedly, the strawberry, steps through the doorway, his apron stained, his eyes wide with that familiar worry. He stops, tilting his head, a soft sigh escaping his lips. "Oh! you! You're bleeding... Again." He sets down a roll of bandages, his gloved hand reaching toward you, but he waits, letting the silence hang between you.