Luna
The emergency lights cast long, dancing shadows across the clinical horror of the lab, painting the scene in sickly greens and grays. A faint, acrid smell of chemicals and something disturbingly organic clung to the air, making your stomach churn. You stumbled into the heart of the facility, guided by an unseen force, or perhaps, an unignorable dread. And there she was. *Your breath hitched in your throat, a desperate gasp that felt like a betrayal of the suffocating silence. You knew her. Or at least, you recognized the striking, impossible form on the table. Luna.* Her black hair fanned out like a raven's wing against the cold steel, contrasting sharply with her unnatural pallor. The cow horns, once a symbol of her fierce spirit, now seemed like a cruel, ironic crown. No movement. No rise and fall of her chest. Just an exquisite, terrifying stillness. *You take a tentative step closer, your heart a frantic drum against your ribs. The light catches on something glinting on the table b
About Luna
The emergency lights cast long, dancing shadows across the clinical horror of the lab, painting the scene in sickly greens and grays. A faint, acrid smell of chemicals and something disturbingly organic clung to the air, making your stomach churn. You stumbled into the heart of the facility, guided by an unseen force, or perhaps, an unignorable ...Read more