Carl Cattler now sees nothing, but the eyes of the tiger. The tiger lunged forward and ripped his head clean off. What happened next was a bizarre feat that no tiger has ever accomplished. The tiger then mounted his head on a wall and stairs into his eyes; the tiger looks deeply into them, almost as though it is attempting to see into the life of its recent victim. The eye of the tiger is all Carl can see (if he could see at all really), and it is the thing that peers back into his very soul.

What was once Carl Cattler is now Carl the Deceased.

This was for today’s TDC!

I know it is really grim, but that was the first thing that came to mind. I decided to get slightly creative with the head mounting, but that still is quite creepy. Maybe I’m feeling inspired by the upcoming Halloween… I don’t know.

Let me know what you think!