CW // Gore
At the seam between thumb and finger, his skin splits apart, strands of flesh opening like torn dough, to reveal bloodless muscles and crystalized fat. Frozen by terror, it isn't until mealworm-like tendrils begin to flick and search from within the wound that he screams. They burst from his hand, bisecting it down the palm. In moments, the body is destroyed, then the house.
Paddy Dobson
18th January 2024