Dying Portrait

You are an artist struggling to make a name for yourself—but your paintings seem to have a mind of their own. Your brushstrokes shape more than just art; they awaken something lurking beneath the canvas.

As you sell your work to increasingly eccentric buyers, you start noticing strange occurrences. Colors shift when you look away. Shapes move in the dark. Whispers crawl from the frames. The more you paint, the more the world around you distorts—your gallery becomes a maze of twisting corridors, familiar faces turn hollow-eyed, and your own reflection starts to paint back.

Will you embrace the madness for fame and fortune, or will you try to escape before your art consumes you?