Squelch, squelch, squelch...
A few drops of dark red blood splashed against the side of a shoe. As the figure lifted his foot, thick, viscous flesh clung to the sole. Looking closely, threads of blood stretched out long before suddenly snapping, only to stick back to the ground.
Rather than solid ground, it was a pool of turbid, unidentifiable liquid spread across a vast layer of soft, spongy flesh.
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