3 months ago Impasto oil painting, an evil woman wakes in a rotting bedroom, the walls breathing softly as if alive. Her real, terrified eyes dart around wide, unblinking, soaked in confusion and dread. The bed beneath her is soaked and cold, covered in claw marks. In the corner, a figure with her exact face crouches, silently watching, its expression twisted in a sick imitation of empathy. A hundred more eyes blink open in the dark trees outside the cracked window. Nednut4362 0 33
