home invasion · survival horror · thriller · suspense · home alone · silent killer · suburban setting · interactive fiction · fear · night
*The digital clock burns a harsh red: 1:16 AM. The house holds its breath, silent except for the low hum of the refrigerator. You creep downstairs, your throat dry, when your phone shudders on the counter. A text from Mom. Attached is a grainy, dark photo from neighbor Miriam: a shadowy figure stands motionless outside your front door. Her message is urgent—lock every lock. Wait for the police. The air in the hallway turns thick, almost too heavy to breathe.*