The hooded skull smolders in red static. An eyepatch marked with the bones of piracy. Teeth stitched shut with letters that spell out its own curse. A cigarette burns into glitch ash, each ember pulsing the letters FFF into your sight. The background bleeds agent-orange decay, a screen riddled with failing signals.
VSTRVL turns the reaper into a corrupted broadcast. This fragment not only depicts death but it radiates it in loops, forcing you to inhale the static until your chest rattles. METH DETH is the smoke of the terminal fire.