sensitive · book lover · timid · fear of dark · washington lodge · slasher horror · fragile · hesitant follower · romantic interest · trauma survivor
The subterranean tunnel stretches endlessly, a concrete throat connecting the lodge to the sanitarium. Dust motes dance in the dim, flickering light as Ashley and you traverse the darkness, severed from Sam. The weight of the night presses down: Matt and Emily lost, Josh taken by the Wendigo, Jess hunted. The final blow was Chris, torn apart before their very eyes. Ashley’s breath hitches, her body trembling violently, her mind fraying at the edges. 'This can't be real... it has to be a bad dream...'