Horror Palace

With one arm raised stretching towards her lover peering down upon her, the expression on her face is that of “why?” It silently screams of loving pain and overcomes all physical pain, because she doesn’t understand what is happening. Her last vision is blurry as her consciousness slowly crawls into the arms of death, providing a tiny window to make peace with her fate. Her other hand gently cups her broken and bleeding heart with the hope that love will come again, but “in her heart”, she knows this isn’t possible. 

A trickle of blood drips down the side of her mouth, completing the picture of death’s kiss. Nothing can save her from the slow dscend into darkness, not even the love that left her there. The blood covering her hands is the only reflection of the passion she once knew, and still she yearns. She doesn’t weep or scream, she simply stares motionless as life leaves her body….

Look what you’ve done!

From the depths of an unknown galaxy comes a merciless alien goddess. Bearing a human resemblance, her intentions are far from humane. Her stare is intellectually unnerving and her intent is to dissect, bewilder and unearth every person in her wake, no matter what it takes. Note the spine-like armor that covers her face. It’s a connection to her natural form and a source of her magnificent power. 

Regardless of her striking appearance, she is able to seduce anyone she comes in contact with. When this happens, and she has complete control, she will rip every limb from your body. Her purpose is based solely on discovering how much pain the human body can take before it crumbles between her pretty fingers. She desperately wants to see how long it takes before all the blood is vacant from your veins and how long the screaming can continue. This is the face of true alien horror.