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i wanted to write an overly descriptive fever dream so obviously i found a horror audio on youtube meant for animators

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the world is grainy; a deep despair settling onto the dark world. shadows that grow in a harsh manner, jeering at him in a sharp fashion.

he blinks; long and slow. tired and delirious, much like the twisted world he finds himself in.

a figure is standing infront of him, dark with two purple eyes glowing. no other discerning features. 

just eyes.

something glitches.

he's slumped, eyes narrowed at the figure.

a grin grows on their face.

"can you get the Ԃ❍ↅ please?"


the world flickers

"......i know how to get there."

feet hit wet gravel; almost black in the warp perception of his mind. his sweater is dull, like the rest of this horrid world.

his approach is sluggish; possibly deliberate.

he swears he can see eyes pop up in the shadows when he isn't looking close enough.

the dog's house is much-like his sweater. a bright red ruined by the constant rain of his surroundings.

the dog inside is much like the figure.

a pure void of darkness, looking up at him with 2 unnatural eyes.

he retracts his hand before it could try anything. it keeps staring.

there's a ding, and grian is facing the dark figure again. their eyes appear to have doubled.

weird

"can you get the ር҉შ҉Ր҉ ҉  please?"

a crack spreads in the foundation of the world.

grian blinks, and it disappears.

"i know how to get there."

he stepped on the path again. the gravel is mixed with something new; a sticky substance.

grian ignores it.

the eyes are less discreet; the shadows wider. they smile at him in a sickening manner; as though he's a trapped animal at their mercy.

the world seems duller then before. grian steps past the dog-house.

darkness is bleeding out of it.

the dog's head is ԂⲈርშᑭĺԷშԷⲈԂ. 

the world seems to shift for a single moment. the dog has golden fur stained with a brilliant red; maggots squirming in the soft material.

then it's back to a deep black leaking into the ground, shattering the foundations of the ground they're walking on.

grian keeps walking.

after seeing such vivid imagery, the world seems to get worse. eyes following his every movement, darkness seeping behind him.

the car is also red like his sweater.

more grey, though.

everything's more grey.

it's pristine, shimmering in the grainy light of the sun.

grian isn't even sure it's day-time.

he touches the car. another ding plays.

he's facing the figure again.

their jaw is unhinged; an extreme amount of eyes casting a soft yet sinister glow on the darkness of their face. with their jaw hanging down, their smile is increasingly warped, teeth stained with blood (?)

"can you get the.

ᒎ҉❍҉ㄚ҉?"


"i know how to-"

the world snaps in half. ground splitting with the darkness grian remembers was leaking from the dog's head.

eyes open up in every space they can, staring up at him with an expectant gaze. the world is getting darker.

the figure is still smiling.

their eyes are multiplying.

"can you get the. 

ᒎ̷͙͔̯̝͎̿̒̈́̈́̾҉̶̗̼̣̝͈̌̈́́̂͗❍̷͈̞̺̘̹̅͊͐͑̋҉̴̜̲̩̘̹̔̒̆͂͌ㄚ̷̙̹̳̠̰̍̈́̆͐̊҉̴̷̸̨̢͔̥͕̭̪͙̥̞͕̠̰̟̾̽̐̊͛͒͆̍̑́̎͆͑̈́̓ͅ?"

grian tries to step back.

he can't move.

"i know how to-"

the world turns black, until all grian can see is the shattered chunk of land he's standing on, across from the figure. everything is covered with a dark goop.

there's thing inside the goop.

eyes.

"ርშᑎ ㄚ❍ᑌ ↅⲈԷ -ᒎ̷͙͔̯̝͎̿̒̈́̈́̾҉̶̗̼̣̝͈̌̈́́̂͗❍̷͈̞̺̘̹̅͊͐͑̋҉̴̜̲̩̘̹̔̒̆͂͌ㄚ̷̙̹̳̠̰̍̈́̆͐̊҉̴̷̸̨̢͔̥͕̭̪͙̥̞͕̠̰̟̾̽̐̊͛͒͆̍̑́̎͆͑̈́̓ͅ?"

everything is glitching out. grian catches glimpses of the dog's stained golden fur; a smashed car  littered with broken glass and blood.

there's people in the car. black figures grian didn't notice earlier.

they have golden hair, like the dog.

all three are stained.

the world cracks before his eyes; shattering like the glass of the car's front window.

grian is dropped. the darkness consumes him; frigid and unyielding. still grinning down at him.

....

...


he opens two purple eyes.

his form is void-black.

there's someone infront of him.

!!

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we love disturbing things!!


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