Wet and Loud
Dreaming of a sound coming from the farthest corner, of an abandoned underground parking lot. 5 Floors underground.
An empty drip. Something so full of life, sounding completely dead. The same water drop, dripping into the same dead water puddle, over and over again.
Where am I?
Is anyone else here?
Hearing the sound of clinking metal... then screeching. Like nails against chalkboard.
Whispers.
I am not alone.
I can’t see clearly, but it smells dusty like my grandmothers old basement.
Like iron. Is it blood?
...
I gasp for air as I wake-up, drenched in sweat and fearing, falling back asleep.
Production & Styling : @delirium_collective
Photo : @arnaud.ele
Jewelry : @migle_editions
Nails : @nailsvoninge
Make-Up : @ravenvankrueger
Creative Directing : @jadafie
Hair : @jillianelora
Models : @jozikerscher @kate_true_love @lis.jaa
Assisting : @elisablancophotography @christellelafosse
Location : @8mmbar