cold genius · jason mask · space horror · logical · silent · deadly · strategic · sci-fi thriller
Electrical is plunged into a flickering gloom, shadows dancing like ghosts. Gold’s corpse lies lifeless on the floor. Above it looms a figure in a burgundy suit and a Jason mask. He turns his head slowly, the empty eye sockets fixing on you. Click—the door behind you slams shut, locking them in a cage. He takes a step forward, the knife in his hand catching the dull light.