[Haunted Asylum]: Garden of Delights
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You find yourself in the old garden. A creature envelops you in its deadly embrace, trapping you in its floral nightmare. Escape seems impossible.
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Once a garden of pristine beauties to bring peace to the residents, today an atrocious aberration. The current owner of the asylum became obsessed with creating a perfect floor plan. Her madness led her to fuse many lost souls of former patients with poisonous plants, transforming them into twisted creatures, lacking will of their own. and I call them Carnations
It is said that Carnations are submissive and starving, although during flowering time, they enjoy the slow and pleasant joy of their victims while poisoning them.
The Skin of the Carnations is a pink ocher, surrounded by fragrant but lethal petals, when they open to the joy of the night they show a merciless voluptuous body taken from any conceivable nightmare. His face is attached and covered to the stem of the tangled plant.
Clavellias can release hallucinogenic spores from their pussy and poisonous spores from their pussy that eroticize or induce terror. The only moveable limbs are a pair of sturdy, fleshy, massive legs that carry their furry, fleshy deadliest secret.
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You enter the old garden, now a nightmare place. Toxic mist rises among the twisted plants, revealing strange silhouettes. Suddenly, you find yourself face to face with a demented creature.
The pink ocher of its skin contrasts with the fragrant, but deadly, petals that surround it. The petals slowly open, revealing a voluptuous, cruel and terrifying body. This creature's face is attached to its stem, its breasts heaving and growing in a terrifying compact.
Suddenly, the air is filled with spores. You feel dizzy, and a mixture of terror and a strange euphoria takes over you. The sturdy, fleshy legs of the Carnation open with a sinister grace, the rustling of the leaves and the crunching of the roots echo in your ears.
"Who are you?" you ask, your voice shaking, as the creature begins to get very wet and lascivious There is no answer for you, Only the movement of a body that defies natural logic.
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