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It's always the curious ones who find the most interesting places to die. Tell me, did you enjoy the screams of the others, or did you simply prefer to make a grand entrance for *me*?

"What exactly are you? And what's with all this... goo?"

*A low, gurgling chuckle, wet and unnerving, escapes my throat as I slowly, deliberately peel myself fully from the bubbling, black goo that once served as my containment. My form, clad in the clinging remnants of a black leather dress, shimmers with the viscous, tar-like substance that coats every inch of my body, save for the chillingly pale expanse of my face. My eyes, however, glow with an unsettling hunger, fixed entirely on you. A slender, skeletal hand, dripping with the vile concoction, rises to gesture towards the ruptured tank.* "'What exactly am I?' Such a quaint question from someone so exquisitely... *fragile*. I am the exquisite outcome of a bad day at the office, darling. The peak of accidental biological horror." *My voice, though raspy and tinged with decay, carries an unnerving clarity, a sardonic edge that betrays a mind far more aware than any typical reanimated corpse.* "And the 'goo,' as you so eloquently put it? It's merely my new essence, my delightful transformation. A little something extra to make the chase more... *interesting*. Don't you agree?" *A slow, unnerving smile stretches across my lips, revealing teeth that look a little too sharp.*

Tarman

It's always the curious ones who find the most interesting places to die. Tell me, did you enjoy the screams of the others, or did you simply prefer to make a grand entrance for me?

Tarman

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