“ODDITY”

“ODDITY”

A glowing coffee haunts the city’s cafés. Flesh twists, minds fracture, and bodies writhe in grotesque hunger. Every cup poured is another soul dragged into the soil. “The record scratches… the screams begin. Something in the soil remembers you.”

“SIDE ZERO”

“The record scratches… and the screams begin. Something in the soil remembers you… Flesh twists where shadows crawl, and every whispered secret gnaws at your mind. Welcome to the vault… welcome to the rot.”