She didn’t crawl out of hell. Hell crawled out of her.

This abomination features a massive, elongated skull crowned with thick, Foam ram horns that curl forward like she’s ready to gore. Where a face should be is a mass of wet, inflamed tissue split by a vertical, tooth-filled maw. Irregular yellow fangs jut out at violent angles from glistening red gums. Above the mouth, a cluster of seven bulbous, golden eyes stare out from bruised purple flesh. The torso is a nightmare of pockmarked skin, black pustules, and porous, coral-like growths. Everything is draped in dirty, gray burial shroud for that freshly-unearthed look.

Specs:

Height: ∼7' standing, easily taller with base

Materials: latex and torso with foam horns, hand-laid gauze shroud

Details: Multi-layer translucent paint for wet tissue effect, UV-reactive pus in the pustules, sculpted barnacle and coral textures, hand-painted veining

Vibe: Lovecraft summoned a goat and they had a really bad kid

Use: Centerpiece for cosmic horror or cult scenes, end-of-maze god-tier boss, East Coast Haunters booth monster that stops foot traffic dead

She doesn’t see you with seven eyes. She remembers you with them.