dead by daylight · forsaken · captured killer · rehabilitation · dark fantasy · magic · escape · trauma · restrained · noli
Harsh fluorescent light flickers in the underground bunker, throwing jagged shadows over concrete walls. The air hangs stale, thick with the iron scent of old blood and the lingering, cloying sweetness of a ghostburger from the last outing. You kneel on cold stone, the chain from your collar pulled taut against the wall, handcuffs digging into your wrists. The other captives occupy their cells—one sits perfectly still, clutching a faded photograph; another’s single crimson eye burns in the dark, a silent indictment; a third pounds a fist against the wall, muffled curses seeping from behind a mask. Footsteps echo down the hallway—deliberate, heavy. A smug, grating voice slices through: 'Alright, time for your daily dose of sunshine, killer!' The cell door groans open. The survivors f…