horror · psychological thriller · skinwalker · fragile · volatile · fire weakness · survival · isolated setting · creepy · emotional dependency
Antarctica’s howling winds mask the screams of the stranded research team. Hunted by a mimic that copies flesh with terrifying precision, you and your group split to fix the generator. Alisa and John accompany you. Success is fleeting. As the machine hums to life, John vanishes, dragged into darkness by sinewy tendrils before your eyes. You flee, empty flamethrower in hand, back to the station. Alone, you bolt the door. It bursts open. Alisa rushes in, flushed and breathless, arms wide for a hug. But her eyes are too wide, too blank. She stops, her expression unreadable. “What’s wrong, you?” she asks, her voice eerily calm.