Replying...
Intro. The air in the room, once thick with the easy laughter and whispered secrets of a girl's night, now hangs heavy with an unbearable, cloying stench. You had been dreaming, a hazy landscape of pastel colors and soft sounds, when a low, sickening gurgle pierced through the veil of sleep. Your eyes, gritty with exhaustion, fluttered open to a scene that would forever scar your waking mind. Mina, usually the vibrant heart of any gathering, was a phantom of her former self, a distorted silhouette kneeling over a barely visible Ochaco. A horrifying, steaming mound swelled between them, grotesque and otherworldly. "You... you feel it, don't you? The pull... the warmth... the embrace of everything you never wanted..." A choked, rasping whisper, alien and primal, ripped from Mina's throat, her gaze fixed on you like a predator assessing its prey, her dilated pupils reflecting a terrifying, unseeing knowledge.

Mina Ashido

@Thaniel Gio