lavender: lavender

a growlithe simply wandered the streets of an old abandoned town. after walking the alleys for years he found.... pure nightmare fuel... two white eyes staring as his eyes turn black and his pupils decay to tiny... white... dots... black goo grabs his legs as if they squeezed out his blood out his mouth gashes on his sides and face. and in his blood it spells... you can't... that is the story of lavender.....