Suburbs

The Suburbs: Between the fields and downtown is the large suburbia of Nomosa Springs. This feels like a nuclear testing area, with carboard cutout human beings standing around, perfectly intact and pristinely organized. The lawns are all freshly mowed, but somehow a stench of urine permeates the whole area. Some of the dimly lit porches, with overhangs that keep anything under it in shadow have Darlings underneath them, on the lookout for prey.
Darlings are similar to Denizens in behavior, but more humanoid. Their skin is just as waxen and their noses are also cut off. But they can look straight ahead and their skin isn’t covered in burns. Instead, Darlings are lithe and freakishly tall. Both male and female Darlings have long tails that, when not in use, wrap closely around their legs or lower body. Unlike Denizens who are clothed in rags, Darlings tend to be well-dressed. Like Denizens, they sit in darkness to hide their sickly appearance from passerby’s. They speak in appealingly normal voices and call for you or anything else that passes by to come closer. If they fail to attract you towards them, they sometimes throw a garment of clothing towards you, claiming that there is so much to see if you would just come closer.
If they succeed in luring you close enough, they immediately tear their well-fitting clothes off and spring upon you, tearing yours off in a frenzy as well. Wherever your skin touches theirs, it will stick. As their limbs flail wildly, you too will flail, your skin stuck to theirs. Finally, the both of your naked, they will press their whole body against you, their tail curling around your leg, starting low and rising slowly. From there, everything in you will begin to be absorbed into the Darling, who, smiling all the while, will press you ever slowly inward with the help of their tail.
There are several playgrounds in the suburbs, all of them empty, even at night. All of them have sandy ground, usually a merry-go-round, a see-saw, a small fort, monkey-bars and sometimes a slide. Most playgrounds are infested with Burrowers. Burrowers are about half a meter long. The top half looks like a newborn baby with its eyes sewn shut, scaled up to about twice their actual size, covered in blood, sand and dirt and the bottom half looks more like a huge maggot, often with white spluttering puss leaking from its sides. They hide under the sand until someone steps into the playground. Then they begin to cry, their voices muffled under the sand. Several surface and surround their target, crying all the while, revealing only their top half, until there is no way for their target to escape. Then they move inward and begin to devour their target from the legs upwards, puss leaking from their backsides with every bite they take and their crying never stopping.
Denizens find the suburbs unlivable during the day; the lack of corridors and darkened spaces apart from the insufficiently dark porches make it impossible for them to be around. At night, a scarce few can be found, but during the night, Darlings are completely different creatures that Denizens steer clear of. Their litheness becomes a muscle-bound hulk, with so much mass that exterior tendons regularly snap in half, with each one bringing a screech out of the Darling in question. This also makes them invariably furious and anything alive and within reach is immediately crushed in between its inexplicably powerful hands.