*WARNING: Do not operate heavy machinery—or summon demons—while under the influence of Purple Neon.* Grotesque body horror. Giallo colors. Synths that slap. This ain’t your average bad trip—it’s a full-blown SATANIC MELTDOWN when street junkie Cat steals a stash of a bizarre new drug from her psycho boss Ray Ray, she unknowingly sets off a chain reaction of ultraviolent, neon-drenched terror. Meanwhile, ex-soldier Dallas just wants to patch things up with his ex… but he’s about to walk into a basement full of cultists, carnage, and Hell-born horrors hungry for flesh. “Like Lucio Fulci and Frank Henenlotter made a baby on bath salts.” — Totally Real Quote