GURGLING REFLECTIONS IN A BIZZARO VAT

The viscous sludge swirled within the vat, reflecting a hodgepodge of malformed images. Each gulp emitted by the unseen entities sent ripples across the surface, distorting the reflections into amorphous blobs. The air hung heavy with the stench of decay and the distant groans of those trapped within its depths. Shimmer emanating from the vat's