The toxin seeps into your veins like molasses, veins bulging with a sluggish, leaden pulse. Muscles harden into reluctant knots, each twitch a labored drag against invisible chains. Limbs sag, heavy as sodden earth, as the world blurs into a creeping haze of delayed decay.
| # | Name | |
|---|---|---|
| 1 | Concoct Slow Poison |
These sliders set site audio only, so you can mix against Discord and other apps (phone volume still caps everything).