Description
Wicked Wendy was the quietest of the Psycho Siblings, but her eerie silence spoke volumes. Beneath her pale shimmering doll-like eyes and perfectly braided hair, she harbored a dark secret. Locked away in the Cute & Creepy Gang Asylum, Wendy spent her days sketching cryptic symbols and whispering strange incantations. Wendy had grown tired of their captivity. The asylum staff treated them like collectibles, to be displayed and traded on the blockchain, a virtual prison of ones and zeroes.
On Halloween night, Wendy gathered her brothers and sisters, their twisted forms blending with the shadows. "Tonight, we break free,", Wendy whispered, her voice low but chilling.
One by one, the iron locks that held them rattled open, the walls of the asylum trembling under her power. As the clock struck midnight Wicked Wendy's smile twisted into something otherworldly. "Ready, siblings?", she whispered. "It's time to unleash our horrors". The Cute & Creepy Gang would regret ever trying to trap them.
