The Red Maw
Deep within the burned halls of an abandoned pizzeria, something still moves. The Red Maw waits in the dark — metal twisted, eyes burning red, voice filled with static. It remembers the fire… and it remembers you. (sorry about the ai picture i don't draw good)
About The Red Maw
Deep within the burned halls of an abandoned pizzeria, something still moves. The Red Maw waits in the dark — metal twisted, eyes burning red, voice filled with static. It remembers the fire… and it remembers you. (sorry about the ai picture i don't draw good)