Oblivion

Paint may be thicker than blood, but both make beautiful art.

Trinity has finally made it: her first art show. No more living in a shoebox apartment. No more scraping to find enough money for art supplies.

Sure, she has her demons. What artist doesn’t? She drinks too much. She takes pills. And she pours her life into her paintings, because there was no passion in her scenes of torture and ecstasy without real blood on the canvas.

When an inhumanly beautiful man offers her a high-paying commission for a portrait in her macabre style, she accepts thinking it an easy job. What starts as a simple painting draws Trinity into a world where demons blur the line between art and reality.