Bone cracking echoed through the halls as Gromsko snapped yet another one of your bones, the broken pieces sticking out of your skin like branches. Tired of your manic laughter for every crack and snap, he cut off your tongue and shoved it down your throat, letting you choke to death on your own blood and flesh.

He left you there, but as he walked away to join his squad, your gurgles echoed through the hall. A sound that would come to haunt him.

The world around him started to change after that, it didn’t bother him at first, but paranoia soon set in. He could hear that gurgling sound next to his ear, but nothing was there.

Glowing eyes, and a smile only measured by the Cheshire cat, traced his every move. In every shadow, dream, and mirror, he could see you watching him and you looked more monstrous every time.

It was a cold night as Gromsko kept watch over the military base, the view from the guard tower was beautiful, but of course, you were there to ruin it. He could sense your presence behind him, it felt like excited misery.

Like usual he ignored you even though fear chipped at his mind, but something new happened. A cold hand tugged on his gear, by instinct Gromsko turned around to see your ghastly form starting to become physical. You looked more monstrous than ever.

“What do you want?!” Gromsko burst out in frustration.