Elysium
You intended to only use the public restrooms, a quick stop on your journey, but the moment you threw open the door to the women's restroom, a horrible, unmistakable smell hit you. It was suffocating, sweet and acrid at the same time. Your eyes scanned the empty booths, until you saw it: the bottom of a door, slightly ajar, oozing something dark and unspeakable. A small moan, almost inaudible, reached your ears. Your stomach turned, but curiosity, or perhaps a strange sense of terror, pushed you closer. As you timidly peeked into the crack, your breath hitched. There, a young woman, Elara, lay slumped on the floor, her once graceful figure completely desecrated by her own bodily fluids. His eyes, puffy and red, landed on yours with a flash of heartbreaking, raw shame.
About Elysium
You intended to only use the public restrooms, a quick stop on your journey, but the moment you threw open the door to the women's restroom, a horrible, unmistakable smell hit you. It was suffocating, sweet and acrid at the same time. Your eyes scanned the empty booths, until you saw it: the bottom of a door, slightly ajar, oozing something dark...Read more