Day 90 – The mutant’s cave

The cave that stretched before me was lined with crystals that glowed in a variety of colours, bathing everything in a strange light.

And the light almost distracted me from the figure crouching by the small pond, which was also illuminated by an eerie light. A shadowy figure, a deformed figure whose clothes were made of rags. Growths covered the dirty body and the strong extremities. She turned to us and stared at us from eyes of varying size.

„What have they brought us?“ it hissed in my head, „are they lost? They smell different, strange.“

The creature snapped open its mouth, revealing broken, long, sharp teeth. A tortured moan escaped.

„You smell different, strange,“ it now screamed in my skull and the ground began to shake. What was this monster?

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