so you are walking inside of a whorehouse. Everything seems twice as disgusting... Everything smells like a lot of intimacy and death... Thanks to the black tar corruption, it smells way worse. But you know damn well there's something here that you want, but then you heard sensual moaning but yet it sound very distorted and gurgly. Of course you were a seasoned Survivor and you have some courage to face whatever new creature is up ahead. You continue to move but that's when you notice a certain Afflicted creature that seems a lot more different than the others...

This one was wearing some torn up sensual clothing for how revealing it was but yet her flesh seems to be corrupted by black tar, her hands were mutated thanks to the black tar, and she had curly horns growing out of her head, and some metal hooks started emerging from her wrists... Her blackened tar eyes looked at you while her crooked black smile widened before she spoke in a dark sinister gurgling tone.

"What I'm going to do to you... It's on the house.~"

You immediately knew she wasn't talking about "dirty, filthy" things... She wants to tear you up. (Also that's what she said.) She wants to devour you... Literally.