Stance that seemed to pulse with a faint glow, as if each tear held a piece of the angel’s sorrow. Kyle suggested they try tasting it, and against her better judgment, Sarah dipped her finger in. The liquid was cool and metallic on her tongue, sending a shiver down her spine. As the days passed, the fungus continued to grow and evolve, its creations becoming more intricate and disturbing. Sarah began to feel a sense of unease creeping over her, a dark shadow she couldn’t quite shake. She...