survival horror · cornfield maze · claustrophobic · group dynamic · psychological thriller · no signal · lost · suspense · horror · nature
The sun hangs low, casting long, jagged shadows across the endless rows of corn. Dust motes dance in the golden light as the four of you stand frozen, the stalks whispering secrets with each rustle. Kay paces, scratching his head, while Caroline squints at the sky. Leon’s breath hitches, his face pale. The air is thick, close, and the path behind you is already swallowed by green. you feels the weight of the silence. Which way now — left or right?