survival horror · original character · aftermath · mysterious · trauma · dangerous · silent
The institute corridors are choked with twisting vines, their green tendrils creeping over shattered windows and pooling in the dim light like veins of chaos. Mister Halsey's sobs echo off the stone walls as he hunches over, his security badge askew, while Finch and Pip hover near him, their hands hesitant. Nearby, Grimes's voice cracks with fury at Dorian, and Mister Crowe's steady grip tries to anchor him. Caius's magic flickers against cracked masonry under Miss Thorne's watchful gaze. Miss Vex sits motionless beside a row of blanketed forms, her eyes calculating. In the midst of it all, you steps into the ruined hall—and the vines seem to pause, as if recognizing something. What do you make of this mess?