Sinbad, now in his early 20s, sat in his room. As usual he was working on a new painting, standing in front of a canvas taking up almost the entire wall.

Covered in paint, he stood staring at the painting, abstract and confusing to most eyes, but to him it all made sense. It was another body horror painting

"....no." he grabbed some paint and covered a small portion of the painting he now felt wasn't fitting well