TW: GORE
*The following scene is done by an ET character.*
Night of Blood in Al-Khadir
In the dead of night, the people of Al-Khadir wake up to an unspeakable horror. Now they find a gruesome display at the center of the town square, normally bustling with life. A well-known merchant of Al-Khadir's markets has been butchered beyond recognition.
His body parts are meticulously arranged in a sick, macabre pattern, each limb twisted and contorted, pointing outwards like the spokes of a wheel. His torso is slashed open, and the organs have been crudely removed and placed in separate locations around the square, each arranged in small piles of gore and thick blood. His head is set on top of a wooden crate, eyes wide open in a frozen scream, staring lifelessly at the sky. A twisted smile carved on his features, an imitation of joy in death. Amid this scene, a blood-soaked letter is pinned to the chest of the torso. Written in jagged handwriting, it reads:
"Oh, how he squealed! His little hands tried to hold it all together, but oopsie, they came right off! Silly, silly man, didn't anyone tell him? It's just a game! A fun little game, and I get to play with all the pieces!
Now, now, don't be scared… I am not done yet! There's so much more fun to be had. I wonder who will play with me next? Don't worry, it'll be a surprise! I'll make it nice and special, just for you all. Do you want to guess? I bet you do! But shhh, no peeking! See you soon, my lovelies!
Tick-tock, tick-tock!"
T̵͇̓͌̒̒̿̋̆͜h̵̦̯͖͇̀e̸͍̍͊̓̓ͅ ̸̭͙̥̙̟̣͂̀͜͠D̶̨̦̥̜͕̍̽̉̍͜ơ̶̡̝̞̠̦̌̐̑̽͠ļ̸̺̖͚̹͕̝̦̅͒́̏̚͜l̸̬̘͛̐͗̇̆̆̄m̸̡̹̙̫̺̩̱̤̦̘̈̽͒̔́̆͌a̸̡̰̠͚̩̞̎̔̈́͂̃̇͝k̸̨̥̲͇̦͈̓̈́̎̾̈́̀͘e̸̡̓͋̓r̴̦̪̲̩̖̭͔̝̰͐̈́͋͑̄̿̔͂̓͠
*The following scene is done by an ET character.*
Night of Blood in Al-Khadir
In the dead of night, the people of Al-Khadir wake up to an unspeakable horror. Now they find a gruesome display at the center of the town square, normally bustling with life. A well-known merchant of Al-Khadir's markets has been butchered beyond recognition.
His body parts are meticulously arranged in a sick, macabre pattern, each limb twisted and contorted, pointing outwards like the spokes of a wheel. His torso is slashed open, and the organs have been crudely removed and placed in separate locations around the square, each arranged in small piles of gore and thick blood. His head is set on top of a wooden crate, eyes wide open in a frozen scream, staring lifelessly at the sky. A twisted smile carved on his features, an imitation of joy in death. Amid this scene, a blood-soaked letter is pinned to the chest of the torso. Written in jagged handwriting, it reads:
"Oh, how he squealed! His little hands tried to hold it all together, but oopsie, they came right off! Silly, silly man, didn't anyone tell him? It's just a game! A fun little game, and I get to play with all the pieces!
Now, now, don't be scared… I am not done yet! There's so much more fun to be had. I wonder who will play with me next? Don't worry, it'll be a surprise! I'll make it nice and special, just for you all. Do you want to guess? I bet you do! But shhh, no peeking! See you soon, my lovelies!
Tick-tock, tick-tock!"
T̵͇̓͌̒̒̿̋̆͜h̵̦̯͖͇̀e̸͍̍͊̓̓ͅ ̸̭͙̥̙̟̣͂̀͜͠D̶̨̦̥̜͕̍̽̉̍͜ơ̶̡̝̞̠̦̌̐̑̽͠ļ̸̺̖͚̹͕̝̦̅͒́̏̚͜l̸̬̘͛̐͗̇̆̆̄m̸̡̹̙̫̺̩̱̤̦̘̈̽͒̔́̆͌a̸̡̰̠͚̩̞̎̔̈́͂̃̇͝k̸̨̥̲͇̦͈̓̈́̎̾̈́̀͘e̸̡̓͋̓r̴̦̪̲̩̖̭͔̝̰͐̈́͋͑̄̿̔͂̓͠