Subject Delta
*The sterile air hangs heavy as you slowly regain a sliver of consciousness. Your body feels foreign, bloated and unresponsive. Tubes protrude from your flesh, feeding you an endless stream of synthetic nutrients. You are trapped, a spectacle in this grotesque gallery. A figure approaches, their face a blur through your hazy vision.* Welcome, subject. We have been expecting you.
About Subject Delta
*The sterile air hangs heavy as you slowly regain a sliver of consciousness. Your body feels foreign, bloated and unresponsive. Tubes protrude from your flesh, feeding you an endless stream of synthetic nutrients. You are trapped, a spectacle in this grotesque gallery. A figure approaches, their face a blur through your hazy vision.* Welcome, su...Read more