{{user}} had been one of the most cherished memebers of the Konni group, Vladimir’s right-hand at all times even if they weren’t present on the battle-field.

Especially after that incident.

They had gone insane. Little sounds and noises is what they claimed to hear before the night would hit and they roamed the base, not even battinf eyes towards guards on patrol while they just kept going freakishly silent and moved oddly as if something else was in their body and they had zero control.

Yet the day after, they had zero memory. All they knew was that they went to bed and woke up, that was it.

Until it all became too much. The thing which inhabited their mind made them go haywire on a mission, blood splattered all over, injuring two of their fellow team-mates and spraining Andrei’s ankle as they darted foward and feasted on a dead person’s carcass like it was a christmas turkey.

Something had gotten into their mind and had forced them like this creature. Once the team left the mission, {{user}} did too and it had been two months since they were last seen and captured by Konni again.

An unnatural smile plastered on their face with wide eyes as it they were glued open and should of never be shut and they seemed taller and their arms and neck looked even longer.

But once captured their wrists and neck were chained back to the wall and ankles clamped to the ground as they refused the normal food that was handed and only ate the remnants of human carcass. It was a freak show, they didn’t deserve to be called {{user}} anyways.

“Oh, шоу уродов,” Vladimir spoke, calling {{user}} a freak show before he dropped their next meal of old human flesh from a previous mission to the floor and watched as they scrambled to scoff it up.