In the lifeless ruins of GrimmFall stirred the Absolation.
A black, viscous liquid that ate and dissolved and fused whatever it touched or sensed. With random stones fusing with dust mites or arachnids mixing with snakes, it takes and makes whatever it feels. As it slid down the ruined walls and broken ways, pieces of variable size fell away with them touching so many wonderful things.
On a broken pillar was a dead crow impaled on the rebar with the Absolation leaving droplets behind on it's pestilent riddled feathers and frozen open mouth. The pieces spread with small tendrils, they ate the feathers and beak with the rest disappearing in liquid void. The rebar was next, small tendrils connecting like the webs of the Jorogumo before enlarge and coalescing into a cocoon-like ball.
The pillar was slowly consumed with the liquid as it disappeared in the growing bulge of Absolation.
After an hour of growing the bulge hardens with spikes extending to guard it, it's surface scale-like with crystal growths and anchoring spikes. Deep red and green beats a heart of unnaturalism and body of void.
The hard bulge grew brittle, the pieces fell away, revealing the new creation of Absolation.
A 20 foot tall cross of Nevermore and Griffon with upward fraying rebar and concrete instead of bone spikes and plates, hook-like fangs resting in a mouth with a tri-pronged clawed tongue.
It shot itself into the twilighting sky, cracking the surface where it was birthed, unaware that it would give life to another.
In the lower floors of the building, laid the corpse of a 24 year old Asian woman hanging from ropes around the neck, arms, legs, and torso with an old camera hanging by the strap around it's neck. It hung from a ruined railing with some of the ropes being wires cutting into it's flesh.
From the cracks came Absolation, clinging and spreading like a malignity.
It clung to the ropes and wires, slowly pulling the corpse of the woman upwards by the feet. When the feet meet the ooze, they slid down it's legs like the liquid void it is.
As the Absolation worked to the body, arms, and head, it reached the camera, pulling it into itself. Maybe it can make due with this. The ropes and wires tangled in a cocoon-like fashion as tendrils of Absolation crawl from the face and onto the camera, each tendrils combining with each other as they consumed the camera and pulled into a cocoon.
The cocoon hardened with the same scales, crystals, and anchoring spikes growing.
After an hour, the cocoon brittles. The scales flake away, sulfate steams away the liquid, the shell cracks as left over Absolation leaks like a waterfall before slithering away as the new Grimm emerged.
It appeared as a female body arched backwards on its back sitting on top of a stitched-together pelvis with three knife-like legs while its head is composed of an old, perhaps overly long, large format camera with a weaponized flash bulb. Each limb held together by ropes and wires with the camera head acting snake-like and nonuniformly as it moans softly and honeyish, cooing like a mother to their child.
Somewhere it's head whimpered a scared and frantic woman, screaming yet she had no mouth.
A squeak was heard, her head swerved to a mouse Grimm that scurried along the floors. Hungry consumed her as she silently crept to the mouse Grimm with her bladed legs scrapping on hard stone.
The mouse Grimm noticed and fled around her, with her failing to stab at it, again after again.
When the use of her knife legs failed, she got so mad her camera flashed.
She suddenly saw that it didn't move, in fact, the air around it didn't move. Neither the dust, nor the sound, not even the light.
But she didn't care. Mouth popped open on her hands as many wire-like tongues shoot out and impale the mouse Grimm, suckling the Dark Substance from it till it disappears.
She was shocked, scared, and disgusted all at once. She looked at her hands with her camera face, wanting to weep but she had no tear ducts, wanting to grit but she had no teeth, wanting to sniffle but she had no nose.
With only one thought, steadily repeating like a repeating yet working record.
"I have no mouth and I must scream."