Evelyn didn't see the creature.She only felt the tunnel react—tightening, rippling, shuddering—as if something enormous was dragging its body through the living walls.
Her lungs begged to scream, but the tunnel devoured every sound instantly.
The mirror-Evelyn glided beside her, her fog-like body untouched by the pulsing flesh.The shadow-Evelyn crouched low, jittering like a broken marionette, head twisting in sharp angles.
Then—a tremorrushed through the tunnel floor.
Evelyn stumbled.The wall brushed against her cheek—warm, wet, pulsing.She jerked back, heart slamming.
Something moved beneath the skin of the wall.
Something big.
A long, thick shape slid just under the fleshy surface, pressing upward like a massive worm trapped inside muscle. It traced the length of the tunnel in one slow, deliberate motion.
Evelyn froze.
Another shape followed—thinner, twitching, sharp.A limb.Maybe a claw.
The surface bulged.
A face pushed against the wall from the inside.
Not human.Not animal.
Just a wide, stretched mouth with rows of needle-thin teeth—
grinning at her through the skin.
Evelyn staggered backward, shaking violently.
The mirror creature whispered inside her mind:
"It lives under everything."
The shadow creature hissed a fractured continuation:
"It crawls behind every layer of you."
The mouth beneath the skin opened wider—muscle stretching—until it split the wall.
Wet red membrane tore open.
A massive, worm-like body slid out, dripping with crimson fluid.Its flesh quivered as dozens of small, spidery limbs snapped free from its sides, clicking against the ground like bone fingernails.
No eyes.Just mouths.Mouths everywhere.Big ones.Small ones.Teeth chattering in hungry excitement.
Silence.But Evelyn felt the hunger.
A mouth near its center stretched open and released a thick, trembling tongue that dragged along the floor like a slug made of raw muscle.
The monster lurched toward her.
The tunnel walls squeezed inward with every movement—pushing her closer to it.Trapping her.
Evelyn tried to run—but the muscle-floor contracted, gripping her ankles.She fell forward, hands sinking into living flesh.
The giant worm leaned in, its forest of teeth snapping silently.Drool-like fluid dripped onto her arm, sizzling as if acidic.Her skin burned.She yanked her arm away, breath shaking.
The mirror-Evelyn watched with a blank, glowing stare.
"Pain cannot echo here."
The shadow-Evelyn's head cracked sideways.
"But fear survives."
The creature opened its largest mouth—a ring of needle teeth spinning like a saw, stretching impossibly wide.
Evelyn scrambled back.
The worm lunged—
And the tunnel slammed shut behind her, sealing the exit with a wet thud.
The monster blocked the only way forward.
Trapped between a living throat and a hungry beast, Evelyn finally understood:
This wasn't a passage.It was a stomach.
And she wasn't a traveler.
She was food.