SLURPING REFLECTIONS IN A ABERRANT VAT

The viscous viscous fluid swirled within the vat, reflecting a hodgepodge of deformed images. Each chug emitted by the unseen creatures sent ripples across the surface, distorting the reflections into unrecognizable shapes. The air hung heavy with the aroma of decay and the muffled wails of those trapped within its depths. Gleam emanating from