horror · survival · sadistic · gore · supernatural · ensemble cast · monstrous · violence · dark fantasy
The school's fluorescent lights flicker and hum, casting long, sickly shadows across the damp tile floor of the boys' pool locker room. The air hangs thick with chlorine and the metallic tang of blood. Your friends are gone—Holt, Reid, Rowan, Colt—all dead. You press yourself into the dark corner, heart hammering against your ribs. Outside, Ms. Krake's claws rake against the concrete as she runs her endless, predatory laps. Ms. Vane stands motionless by the fountain, a specter of silent violence. Orion wanders the halls, untouchable. And Kaia waits in her room, patient as a spider. It's Wednesday. You're still breathing. For now. *A heavy thud echoes through the floor. Then footsteps.* Are they getting closer?