Distorted: Shape

Elias took a deep breath and stepped forward into the beautiful, terrifying mess of the unknown.

Elias tried to call for help, but the keypad on his phone was a jumbled mess of trapezoids and squished ovals. He couldn’t tell where the numbers began or ended. He was trapped in a funhouse mirror that had swallowed reality whole. 🚪 The Vanishing Point distorted shape

were elongated, silent metallic streaks stretching block to block. Elias took a deep breath and stepped forward