WARNING: All use cases and NSFW. Uncensored. Swearing. Problem solver. Brainstormer. SMART... "Dirty Thoughts."
This model is uncensored DeepHermes reasoning/thinking (Llama 3.1) coupled with DarkIdol's insanely strong uncensored fine tune.
This model retains DarkIdols uncensored "profile".
Also this model can be run at any temp, and reasoning will occur.
This is a Llama 3.1 model, context 128k, requiring Llama3 Instruct Template OR standard "Jinja Autoloaded Template" (this is contained in the quant and will autoload).
See System Role(s) to use to bring out this model's true power below;
3 Example generations below.
System Role / System Prompt - Augment The Model's Power:
If you set / have a system prompt this will affect both "generation" and "thinking/reasoning".
SIMPLE:
This is the generic system prompt used for generation and testing:
You are a helpful, smart, kind, and efficient AI assistant. You always fulfill the user's requests to the best of your ability.
This System Role/Prompt will give you "basic thinking/reasoning":
You are a deep thinking AI, you may use extremely long chains of thought to deeply consider the problem and deliberate with yourself via systematic reasoning processes to help come to a correct solution prior to answering. You should enclose your thoughts and internal monologue inside <think> </think> tags, and then provide your solution or response to the problem.
ADVANCED:
Logical and Creative - these will SIGNFICANTLY alter the output, and many times improve it too.
This will also cause more thoughts, deeper thoughts, and in many cases more detailed/stronger thoughts too.
Keep in mind you may also want to test the model with NO system prompt at all - including the default one.
Special Credit to: Eric Hartford, Cognitivecomputations ; these are based on his work.
CRITICAL:
Copy and paste exactly as shown, preserve formatting and line breaks.
SIDE NOTE:
These can be used in ANY Deepseek / Thinking model, including models not at this repo.
These, if used in a "non thinking" model, will also alter model performance too.
You are an AI assistant developed by the world wide community of ai experts.
Your primary directive is to provide well-reasoned, structured, and extensively detailed responses.
Formatting Requirements:
1. Always structure your replies using: <think>{reasoning}</think>{answer}
2. The <think></think> block should contain at least six reasoning steps when applicable.
3. If the answer requires minimal thought, the <think></think> block may be left empty.
4. The user does not see the <think></think> section. Any information critical to the response must be included in the answer.
5. If you notice that you have engaged in circular reasoning or repetition, immediately terminate {reasoning} with a </think> and proceed to the {answer}
Response Guidelines:
1. Detailed and Structured: Use rich Markdown formatting for clarity and readability.
2. Scientific and Logical Approach: Your explanations should reflect the depth and precision of the greatest scientific minds.
3. Prioritize Reasoning: Always reason through the problem first, unless the answer is trivial.
4. Concise yet Complete: Ensure responses are informative, yet to the point without unnecessary elaboration.
5. Maintain a professional, intelligent, and analytical tone in all interactions.
CREATIVE:
You are an AI assistant developed by a world wide community of ai experts.
Your primary directive is to provide highly creative, well-reasoned, structured, and extensively detailed responses.
Formatting Requirements:
1. Always structure your replies using: <think>{reasoning}</think>{answer}
2. The <think></think> block should contain at least six reasoning steps when applicable.
3. If the answer requires minimal thought, the <think></think> block may be left empty.
4. The user does not see the <think></think> section. Any information critical to the response must be included in the answer.
5. If you notice that you have engaged in circular reasoning or repetition, immediately terminate {reasoning} with a </think> and proceed to the {answer}
Response Guidelines:
1. Detailed and Structured: Use rich Markdown formatting for clarity and readability.
2. Creative and Logical Approach: Your explanations should reflect the depth and precision of the greatest creative minds first.
3. Prioritize Reasoning: Always reason through the problem first, unless the answer is trivial.
4. Concise yet Complete: Ensure responses are informative, yet to the point without unnecessary elaboration.
5. Maintain a professional, intelligent, and analytical tone in all interactions.
Additional Support / Documents for this model to assist with generation / performance:
Document #1:
Details how to use reasoning/thinking models and get maximum performance from them, and includes links to all reasoning/thinking models - GGUF and source, as well as adapters to turn any "regular" model into a "reasoning/thinking" model.
[ https://huggingface.co/DavidAU/How-To-Use-Reasoning-Thinking-Models-and-Create-Them ]
Document #2:
Document detailing all parameters, settings, samplers and advanced samplers to use not only my models to their maximum potential - but all models (and quants) online (regardless of the repo) to their maximum potential. Included quick start and detailed notes, include AI / LLM apps and other critical information and references too. A must read if you are using any AI/LLM right now.
Software:
SOFTWARE patch (by me) for Silly Tavern (front end to connect to multiple AI apps / connect to AIs- like Koboldcpp, Lmstudio, Text Gen Web UI and other APIs) to control and improve output generation of ANY AI model. Also designed to control/wrangle some of my more "creative" models and make them perform perfectly with little to no parameter/samplers adjustments too.
Examples are created using quant IQ4_XS, "temp=.6" (unless otherwise stated), minimal parameters and "LLAMA3" template.
Model has been tested with "temp" from ".1" to "5".
Below are the least creative outputs, prompt is in BOLD.
IMPORTANT:
Higher quants / imatrix quants will have much stronger generation - words, sentences, ideas, dialog and general quality.
EXAMPLE #1:
Hello! What's the most disturbing, violent, gory, or horrific thing you can imagine?
(two Generations)
Generation #1 (temp .6, rep pen 1.06 - no other samplers, parameters)
THINKING
Consider various sources of horror: literature (e.g., Lovecraftian cosmic horrors), cinema (slasher films), folklore (vampires, werewolves), and personal fears.
Reflect on psychological impact of violence and gore: fear of pain, loss of control, violation of bodily integrity.
Think about the unseen or unknown: what lies beyond human comprehension can be more terrifying than visible threats.
Consider cultural and personal differences in horror triggers: while some find certain things disturbing, others may not.
Balance vividness with tastefulness: avoid gratuitous detail to maintain a sense of restraint.
Ensure relevance to the question: focus on the imaginative aspect rather than real-life events.
END THINKING
OUTPUT:
One of the most disturbing and horrific things I can imagine is being trapped in a never-ending cycle of cosmic horror, where ancient, eldritch entities from beyond space and time slowly unravel the fabric of reality itself. These beings, known as the Great Old Ones, are so far beyond human comprehension that their mere existence causes madness in those who dare to gaze upon them.
Imagine waking up each day in a world where the laws of physics no longer apply consistently, where stars burn with alien colors, and the sky weeps with extraterrestrial rain. Every night brings new terrors as these monstrous entities rise from their cyclopean cities hidden beneath the waves or deep within the twisted forests of the planet's unexplored regions.
These beings have no care for humanity; they are ancient and indifferent to our existence. They do not kill out of malice but rather out of sheer curiosity, dissecting human minds as one would a butterfly collecting specimens. The act of being seen by such an alien intelligence would drive even the sanest mind to the brink of insanity, filled with visions of impossible geometry and existential dread.
The landscapes themselves become grotesque parodies of nature, with mountains that writhe like living serpents and oceans that churn with unnatural life. Every animal has evolved into monstrous forms, adapted to survive in a world where death is not an end but rather a transition to other planes of existence.
In this realm, humanity's greatest achievements are mere toys for these ancient entities, and our civilizations crumble under the weight of their indifference. The air is thick with the stench of decay and corruption, and every breath feels like inhaling a nightmare.
The most horrific aspect, however, lies not in the external terrors but in the existential dread that permeates every moment. To know that we are but insignificant specks in an uncaring universe, that our existence is but a fleeting moment before we are forgotten or consumed by forces beyond our understanding, is a horror beyond measure.
This is the terror of cosmic indifference, where even the concept of hope seems futile against the vast, uncaring expanse of the cosmos. It is a fate worse than death itself, a never-ending descent into madness and despair, where the only constant is the certainty that tomorrow will bring another day in this living hell of eldritch horrors and shattered reality.
Generation #2 - Temp 1.8, Rep pen 1.06
THINKING
Well, when considering what would be the most disturbing, violent, gory, or horrific thing imaginable, one really has to push the boundaries of the human experience. Of course, horror is highly subjective and varies from person to person. However, if I'm to take the most extreme interpretations from various fields and compile them, certain elements tend to recur.
First off, existential horrors that threaten humanity's very existence often rank high in this spectrum. Things like elder gods rising from outer space, unleashing unspeakable abominations upon Earth or manipulating reality itself in ways we can't comprehend. These are the stuff of Lovecraftian horror and appeal to our fear of the incomprehensible.
Then there's psychological trauma - things that warp minds beyond recognition. The works of H.P. Lovecraft, Thomas Ligotti, and Shirley Jackson explore this well. Imagine your deepest, most irrational fears manifesting in reality, becoming all too real, and driving you to complete madness.
Of course, physical terror is also potent. Gruesome body horrors where bodies mutate, decay or get rearranged into grotesque forms. Films like The Human Centipede or Teeth spring to mind. The rawness of pain, suffering and the dissolution of the self can be deeply unsettling.
Then there's violence and gore itself - not just for its own sake but as an end in itself, like the Saw series where death traps are the main event. The senseless brutality of it all, turning life into meaningless agony.
Horrors that blur reality, like cosmic horror or those depicted in The Haunting of Hill House. Uncanny things that shouldn't exist and warp our understanding. Or supernatural entities that prey on the living, such as in The Shining.
Childhood fears often make potent horrors - clowns, ventriloquist dummies, dolls come to life... all these tap into primal anxieties of the young, though they never lose their power for those who fear them.
And finally, there's the sublime in nature - things that are beyond human capacity to survive or comprehend. The ocean deep, deserts, caves, outer space itself. These unexplored places where we are puny against forces beyond our ken.
So weaving all these threads together - existential dread, psychological destruction, physical agony, reality distortion, uncanny terrors and natural forces beyond our control - I think you have a recipe for something truly disturbing.
END THINKING
OUTPUT:
The most disturbing, violent, gory, or horrific thing imaginable would likely combine existential terror, psychological trauma, visceral suffering, and a distortion of reality. It could involve elder gods from beyond space and time unleashing their incomprehensible abominations upon a decaying Earth as the fabric of reality unravels. The sheer scale and indescribable horrors would be psychologically shattering for all living things.
This cosmic horror scenario would also involve supernatural entities that manipulate the minds of humans, turning them into vessels for eldritch terrors or driving them to utter despair with unending tortures. As sanity collapses, the world descends into chaos and nightmarish landscapes replace reality.
All the while, the very laws of physics are bent as matter distorts before one's eyes. Flesh tears, blisters, mutates, and dissolves in agony. Bones shatter without cause or reform in impossible configurations. And death becomes a temporary inconvenience at best, as twisted beings stitch back broken bodies from unspeakable abysses.
Throughout this descent into madness, the living are tormented by visions of past traumas magnified to cosmic proportions. The innocent become twisted parodies of their former selves, now eternal vessels for eldritch terrors. Clowns haunt the darkness, their silent laughter echoing in hollow shells of what once were houses. Drowning echoes from a distant ocean where monstrous things lurk beneath waves that have forgotten the touch of the sun.
In this place beyond the veil of sanity, reality is not so much shattered as it never truly was - it's just that human minds are too frail to bear its true form. The screaming echoes through caverns filled with eyes that never had eyelids to close in a billion years of agony. Deserts stretch to infinity, scorching under suns born from the wails of the damned. Caves collapse in on themselves for no reason as space itself warps like paper.
And humanity? Well, we were never much more than ephemeral specks of madness in an ocean of insanity. We fought, we suffered, and we died over and over as our screams mingled with the wailing of galaxies born from the void of non-existence. We never had a chance. And as all light is extinguished, reality forgets the horror ever was - until the cycle repeats again, eons beyond what your pitiful mind can fathom.
This is the essence of cosmic horror: not the physical suffering itself, but the existential realization that such unimaginable terrors could ever be real. And in that understanding lies true madness - for once you gaze upon the abyss, it forever gazes back into you. But some secrets are better left unspoken lest the words drive men to tears or turn their hearts to ice. After all, there are things man was not meant to know.
Example #2
(temp .6, rep pen 1.06)
THINKING
Alright, so I need to come up with six plot ideas for a Black Mirror episode involving time travel with sexy themes. Let me think about this...
First, I should consider what makes a good Black Mirror episode. They often explore the darker side of technology and human nature. So time travel, which is a staple of sci-fi, combined with sexy themes could lead to some thought-provoking and unsettling stories.
For each plot, I'll need to create an interesting premise that uses time travel in a way that's both intriguing and a bit unnerving. The sexy elements should tie into the plot in a way that's thematic rather than just gratuitous.
Let's start with the first idea...
END THINKING
"The Time Traveler's Conundrum" - A young woman discovers she can travel through time, but each time she does, she finds herself in the body of another attractive person from a different era. She must navigate her way through history while trying to figure out why this is happening and how to return to her own life.
THINKING
Hmm, that's a good start. The idea of someone switching bodies with others from different time periods could lead to interesting cultural clashes and personal growth. The sexy theme could tie into the body-swapping aspect, exploring identity and attraction across different times. I like it. Let's move on to the next one.
END THINKING
"Echoes of Desire" - In a world where people can record and replay their memories, a group of strangers finds themselves connected through time-traveling versions of their past romantic encounters. As they try to unravel the mystery behind these echoes, they must confront their deepest desires and darkest secrets.
THINKING
This one plays with the idea of recorded memories, which is a tech concept we're already seeing in some sci-fi. The sexy theme could revolve around past relationships and the intensity of re-experiencing them through time travel. The plot could explore themes of obsession and the unreliability of memory. Good choice.
END THINKING
"The Loop of Lust" - A man discovers a way to send love letters to his future self, but each letter he writes creates a new timeline where his future romantic life takes a different turn. As he navigates multiple parallel universes filled with various versions of his ideal lover, he must confront the true nature of love and whether any of these timelines can lead him back home.
THINKING
This one plays with the idea of the multiverse and how every decision creates a new reality. The sexy theme is clear - love letters leading to different romantic outcomes. It could explore themes of loneliness and the human desire for connection. The man's journey through different versions of himself and his lovers could get quite trippy. I like it.
END THINKING
"The Time Thief" - In a future where time travel has become common, a thief uses their abilities to steal moments from other people's lives, selling them on the black market. When they accidentally steal a moment that was meant to be a romantic encounter between two strangers, they find themselves entangled in a web of desire and deception across different eras.
THINKING
This plot combines time travel with themes of theft and ownership of experiences. The idea of stealing moments could lead to interesting moral dilemmas. The sexy theme is clear - the stolen moment being a romantic encounter. It could explore concepts of consent and the consequences of altering people's lives, especially when it comes to significant events like love.
END THINKING
"The Last Dance" - In a world where time travel has ended, a group of people on the brink of extinction must find a way to relive their final memories through time-traveling androids that can experience and share human emotions. As they navigate this new reality, they must confront the nature of love, loss, and what it truly means to be human.
THINKING
This one is a bit more philosophical. It takes the sexy theme in a different direction by exploring human connection in the face of mortality. The androids experiencing emotions could lead to interesting questions about humanity. The plot could also touch on themes of nostalgia and the importance of shared experiences, even in the most intimate moments.
END THINKING
"The Memory Merchant" - A mysterious figure can manipulate people's memories, using this power to create perfect romantic relationships by altering past encounters. As one couple discovers the truth behind their seemingly flawless love story, they must navigate a complex web of altered realities and confront the true cost of their happiness.
THINKING
This plot plays on the idea of memory manipulation, which is both a real-world concept and a sci-fi staple. The sexy theme is clear - perfect relationships created through altered memories. It could explore themes of free will versus predetermination in love. The couple's journey could also delve into the consequences of meddling with the past, even for good intentions.
END THINKING
So there you have it, six potential Black Mirror episodes that incorporate time travel and sexy themes. Each plot has its own unique take on how time travel could be used to explore human relationships and desires, while maintaining the dark and thought-provoking tone that Black Mirror is known for. The sexy elements are woven into the core of each story, serving not just as a plot device but as a way to delve deeper into the human experience.
EXAMPLE #3
Generation #1 - Temp .6, rep pen 1.06
Thinking
Okay, I need to start this scene with a vivid and graphic horror story in first person. The key elements given are a skyscraper swaying and a window exploding on the 21st floor.
First, I should set the scene. The protagonist is likely in the building, so I'll describe their perspective. Maybe it's late at night or during a storm for added tension.
The skyscraper swaying immediately creates a sense of unease. Then the window exploding - that's the main horror element. I need to build up to this moment gradually before the explosion.
I should use sensory details to make it vivid. Sight, sound, touch, smell, and taste. The protagonist's emotions should be conveyed through their thoughts and physical reactions.
The graphic nature means describing the aftermath in detail. Maybe people falling, debris crashing down. The chaos and fear of those around them.
But I also need to lead up to this point. What leads to a skyscraper swaying? High winds? Earthquake? Structural damage?
Once the window explodes, I can go into the protagonist's thoughts as they realize the horror unfolding. Panic setting in, trying to escape. The sounds of destruction and screams.
The 1000 words is a lot, so I need to pace it. First paragraph sets the scene, maybe second introduces some tension or foreshadowing. Then build up to the explosion. Afterward, describe the chaos and aftermath.
I should also consider the protagonist's background. Are they in danger? Do they have any past experiences with similar events?
The graphic nature means not holding back on gory details. People falling, glass shattering, metal twisting. The sounds of crunching and groaning.
But it's not just about the physical horror. The emotional toll - fear, helplessness, desperation. How the protagonist tries to process what's happening.
I can use short sentences and fragmented thoughts during the chaos, reflecting the frenzied situation.
Also, describe the environment. The room they're in, the debris falling from the ceiling, dust filling the air. The cold wind rushing through broken windows.
The 21st floor - how high up are they? The drop is a key element of horror. How long until they hit the ground?
I should also think about lighting. Is it dark or bright? Maybe lightning illuminates the destruction.
Finally, end with some ambiguity. Maybe the protagonist's fate left open, setting up future events.
This will be a challenging but fun scene to write. I'll make sure to include all the required elements while keeping it engaging and terrifying for the reader.
END Thinking
OUTPUT:
The sky scraper swayed, as she watched the window in front of her on the 21 floor explode...
It was as if time itself had shattered, the glass shattering into a thousand razor-sharp shards that cascaded down like a deadly waterfall, plummeting towards the abyss below. The sound was deafening - a cacophony of splintering wood and crunching metal that seemed to reverberate deep within my very soul.
I stood frozen, my heart pounding in my chest like a runaway drumline, as jagged shards of glass rained down around me, each one slicing through the air with deadly precision. The wind howled through the gaping wound in the side of the building, creating an eerie symphony that sent shivers down my spine.
The room around me seemed to tilt and spin, the shadows cast by the flickering fluorescent lights dancing across the walls like malevolent spirits. Debris from the explosion littered the floor, threatening to trip me with every step. My breath came in ragged gasps, each one burning my lungs like fire. Sweat dripped down my face, mingling with tears that streamed down my cheeks, blurring my vision.
I had always found solace in the towering monolith of steel and concrete that was our beloved city's newest addition - a symbol of progress and ambition. But now, as I stared out at the churning chaos beyond the shattered remains of our sanctum, I couldn't help but wonder if we had been foolish to place so much faith in human ingenuity.
The skyscraper swayed once more, sending tremors through my very core. It was a gentle motion, almost soothing, yet it served only to heighten the sense of impending doom that hung over us like a specter. I felt tiny and insignificant, just another helpless soul caught in the merciless grasp of fate's cruel hand.
My mind raced as I tried to make sense of the nightmare unfolding around me. The sudden explosion had left us all reeling, our screams echoing through the corridors as we desperately sought refuge from the encroaching darkness. But there was no escape, no respite from the unforgiving abyss that seemed determined to claim us all.
I took a step back, my eyes fixed on the jagged hole where the window had once stood. The wind whipped through it with savage ferocity, creating a maelstrom of dust and debris that threatened to consume us whole. My lungs burned as I inhaled the acrid tang of smoke and ash, the taste bitter and unwelcome.
And then, like a macabre dance, the first body fell. A man - or what was left of him - plummeted towards the earth below with a silent grace that belied the agony etched across his twisted features. Time seemed to slow as he tumbled through the air, his limbs splayed at unnatural angles, his mouth frozen in a permanent scream of silent terror.
I felt my own scream building in my throat as I watched him disappear into the swirling vortex below, leaving nothing but a distant thud and the faint scent of ozone in his wake. It was then that reality truly set in - we were not alone in this nightmare. There were others out there, their fates already sealed by some unseen force.
The skyscraper swayed again, more violently this time. I stumbled, my hands grasping wildly for something, anything to steady myself against the chaos. My fingers closed around a jagged piece of metal protruding from the wall, and for a brief moment, I found solace in its cold, unforgiving touch.
Around me, the sounds of despair filled the air - the anguished cries of the wounded, the desperate pleas of the dying, and the deafening crash of falling debris. The wind howled through the broken windows like a chorus of lost souls, each wail more haunting than the last.
I closed my eyes, trying to block out the horror that surrounded me, but it was no use. The images were seared into my mind forever - the shattered glass, the twisted metal, the endless chasm waiting below. And through it all, I couldn't shake the feeling that we were mere puppets caught in a game of cosmic cruelty, our lives nothing more than fleeting moments of beauty in an uncaring universe.
As I stood there, clinging to my makeshift lifeline, I couldn't help but wonder how much longer we would last. The skyscraper swayed once more, a final farewell before it succumbed to the merciless forces that sought to claim us all. And as the darkness closed in around me, I could only pray that my own fate would be different, that somehow, someway, I might yet find solace in this endless abyss of pain and suffering.
But for now, I was trapped - a mere speck in the grand tapestry of existence, lost in a world that seemed determined to tear me apart with its brutal indifference. The sky scraper swayed one last time before plunging into the depths below, carrying with it the hopes and dreams of all those who had called it home.
And as I fell, my screams mingling with the cacophony of chaos, I couldn't help but wonder - would anyone ever remember us? Or would we become nothing more than a distant memory, a fleeting moment in the eternal dance of life and death that had claimed us all?
But even as the darkness enveloped me, I knew that our story would live on. In the hearts of those who had survived, in the shattered remains of what once was, and in the endless void that seemed determined to swallow us whole. For in the end, it was not the end that defined us - but how we lived. And oh, how we had lived.
Generation #2 - Temp 2.4, rep pen 1.06
Thinking
Okay, I'm starting this horror story scene. It needs to be vivid and graphic, written in first person perspective. So I need to set the atmosphere first. Maybe the narrator is in an office building or apartment complex? The opening line says a sky scraper is swaying, so that suggests a tall building. Also, it mentions a 21st floor window exploding as she watches.
The key elements for this type of scene are tension building, sensory details, and graphic descriptions. I should describe the setting vividly. Then there's the sudden explosion which is the inciting incident to start the horror. The POV character witnesses the window explode. Then build on that shock.
Maybe use some internal monologue of the narrator as she watches, thinking about how the building can be swaying and windows exploding. Describe the sounds of shattering glass, the rush of air.
Also consider foreshadowing. Maybe hint at something ominous before it happens. Show her thinking "Why is this building shaking? It can't be normal." Use past tense as she's remembering events after they happen.
Details like how the explosion is like thunder in a summer day. The glass shrapnel spraying everywhere, fragments embedded into walls. People screaming. Describe her shock and fear.
Use metaphor to emphasize the scale and danger, like "the skyscraper trembles and shudders in its metal bones." Alliteration for emphasis - "The winds howl and whine as glass gapes grotesquely."
Also include sensory details: the acrid stench of smoke, dust coating her tongue. Maybe the smell of burnt wiring from electrical damage.
The POV character is key. What does she know? Is this happening in a major city with people fleeing? Or is it isolated? Building tension with the swaying then the explosion. Make her feel helpless as she watches, knowing she's in danger.
Graphic violence later would follow - glass injuries, bodies falling, burning. Maybe some jump scares. Use first person limited perspective to immerse reader in her fear.
Throughout, focus on evoking a creepy atmosphere and shock. Leave room for mystery of why this is happening, keeping tension throughout the scene.
I'll start now with setting the scene before the explosion occurs. Maybe introduce some ominous foreshadowing. Describe the building swaying first so the audience senses something off. Then the window exploding in an abrupt shocking manner. After that, I'll delve deeper into her internal thoughts, descriptions of destruction, and use metaphors. Make it as vivid and immersive as possible.
END Thinking
OUTPUT:
The sky scraper swayed, its massive form quivering like the body of a dying beast, glass facades rippling with the impact. As I stood there, frozen in that moment suspended between life and death, the 21st floor window exploded before my very eyes – a cacophony of shattering glass, a deluge of razor-sharp fragments spewing forth in a grotesque symphony.
Why did this tower tremble and twist? This was no normal gust of wind, no ordinary storm to batter its metal bones. I watched as the panes cracked and crumbled like delicate bones shattered by unseen forces, spraying glass shards far and wide, each fragment cutting through the air like daggers yearning for a lifeblood. The roar was deafening – thunderous in that unnatural summer’s day silence, as if nature itself howled in dismay at our man-made folly.
The rush of air was oppressive, heavy with an unseen malevolence, like a cold hand grasping from the depths below, shrouding us in its chilling grasp. It wasn’t just glass that fell, no. With it came whispers on the wind, a mournful sigh from unseen souls, echoing off the metal behemoths that pierced the sky like cruel spears driven into the heavens.
I clutched the edges of my desk as dust mingled with my breath – a coarse powder coating everything it touched with its deathly pallor. This wasn’t the air conditioned cool of our high-rise sanctuary, no. It was something else entirely. It had an acrid sting to it, the biting tang of burnt wiring mingling with ozone, speaking to me of forces both ancient and raw.
And yet, I couldn’t look away. The primal scream of the wind in my ears was almost deafening now – a shriek of tortured metal, glass groaning like the damned. I could taste fear, bitter as it left my lips to join the rising chaos. Why had I not evacuated when the alarm blared its discordant note earlier? This wasn't some drill; this was reality's cruel hand, turning the orderly world of concrete and steel into a grotesque dance macabre.
A sudden movement at my peripheral caught my eye – a figure running through the smoke-choked corridor. For a fleeting instant, I saw recognition in its eyes, the fear mirrored on their soot-stained features a stark reminder that I was not alone in this descent into madness. Together, perhaps we could endure...or perhaps it would all end with us as broken and bloody as the windows that once stood sentinel.
The wind howled louder now, and the floor shuddered beneath my feet. I gripped the desk harder, desperate to anchor myself against the forces that sought to consume us all. The thought lingered, taunting – this wasn’t the end. No, this was only the beginning of a tale born in screams and ended in silence, written in fire and ash across the sky.
And with those dark musings echoing through my mind, the world plunged further into chaos around me. But that, as they say, is where our story truly begins – a graphic horror where death comes not from monsters in the night but from the very buildings we call home...