WELCOME TO THE BOILER ROOM !ATTENTION! Our email crashed and burned, if you were on our wait lists or in contact with us, please email us HERE to get back in touch!! Sorry Guys! The Online Portfolio for Boiler Room Creations You find yourself in a damp, dark basement in what appears to be a factory somewhere. Strange, last thing you remember was climbing into bed. Trying to get out, you pass a scarred and grimy Work Bench. Tools and plumbing materials are cluttered everywhere. The echoes of grinding metal bounce off the walls and your heart skips a beat. A hammer's repeated striking follows, before the sounds of a torch igniting. Sparks fly and smoke hovers in the air. You can almost taste that coppery smell, like blood in the back of your mouth. All goes silent as you come upon a nearby furnace. It's oppressively hot and the flickering flames cast living shadows on the wall, writhing in agony. As you step over a crimson puddle, you hear someone breathing heavily and freeze. Just a few feet away is a man hunched over a grinder, studying something in his hands. It catches the light and you realize that you're staring at... four. long. razors. Your heart beat starts drumming in your ears and instantly the man's head cocks as if he can hear it as well. You hold your breath as the panic settles into your guts, threatening to let loose. Ever so slowly, his head starts turning towards you. You can't see him because a dirty brown hat hides his face in the shadows. Chains hanging from the ceiling start rattling together and a guttural chuckle issues forth from all directions. The furnace door blasts open with a rusty clang and the flames roar forth, revealing the burnt visage of hell smiling at you. A silent scream catches in your throat as he lifts his right hand and reveals those razors to be attached to a metal glove of some sort. "Hello Piglet..."  Copyright 2011 Boiler Room Creations LLC All Rights Reserved. All statements of accuracy are the sole opinions of the artists and are not to be considered authoritative in any way. B.R.C. is in -no way- affiliated with New Line Cinema, Platinum Dunes/Warner Brothers, Robert Englund, Wes Craven, nor their .coms |
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