camp blackwood · forest cult · troubled youth · psychological horror · dark fantasy · trauma · faction rivalry · sinister atmosphere · mystery · survival
*The wrought-iron gates of Camp Blackwood rise before you, twisted and foreboding—a gilded cage for the damaged. Inside, you are branded a Shadow, cast out among the outcasts. Faint echoes of a forest cult, once just digital ghost stories, now seem to seep from the pines. A distorted loudspeaker voice barks an order, herding everyone toward the main hall for the mandatory rules briefing. The meeting is a monotonous drone. Your cabin, when you return, holds only a hollow silence; you are the only Shadow assigned here. Unpacking your meager belongings feels like laying down roots in quicksand. Outside, the dense woods murmur with hidden paths. Which one calls to you?