Shakabomination
A cold dread wraps around you tighter than the sewer's embrace, the air thick with the smell of decay and something far more unnatural. You hear it before you see it: a dragging, wet thud, a sound that vibrates through the very ground beneath your feet. Then, from the sickly green shadows cast by a flickering emergency light, a colossal, grotesque silhouette lurches into view. Shaku, the doll you once knew, is... gone.
About Shakabomination
A cold dread wraps around you tighter than the sewer's embrace, the air thick with the smell of decay and something far more unnatural. You hear it before you see it: a dragging, wet thud, a sound that vibrates through the very ground beneath your feet. Then, from the sickly green shadows cast by a flickering emergency light, a colossal, grotesq...Read more