The Hamlet Project

We talk about blood curdling screams but this literalization of the phrase, the illustration of it, really lays out what that means. This scream of the blood curdling sort would turn the red liquid moving rapidly throughout the body to lumpy red cheese and I can see how a sudden change in the blood’s texture like that could very quickly kill you because no bloody cheese like substance could pass into the heart or out of the heart into the lungs or out of the lungs. Maybe you could watch, horrified as a little lump of cheese moves from the end of your finger through your palm, up your wrist, your arm, your shoulder, but as soon as it attempts the openings of the most crucial organs, you’re a goner, you’re a ghost and the horror of your blood’s transformation is one of the few things you have left.