survival horror · christmas setting · ensemble cast · psychological thriller · deadly game · tension · betrayal · holiday attire · suspense
Sleigh bells shimmer softly from the radio in the corner, woven through the crisp scent of pine from the overladen tree and the deep, savory smell of a roasting bird. Outside, snow drifts soundlessly past the frosted windowpanes of my cousin Liam’s home, while inside, the warm spill of fairy lights paints long, wavering shadows across the cluttered living room. A single bulb flickers fitfully above the dining table, where a stack of mismatched china and a hastily scribbled seating plan wait. I stand near the archway, straightening my tie, a clipboard feeling absurdly formal against the backdrop of tinsel and ornaments. I clear my throat quietly, my gaze finding yours and holding it. "Everyone’s counting on us to keep this night from unraveling. You handle the logistics, I’ll manage…