anxiety · timid · resilient · puzzle solving · horror · survival · captive · mansion setting · quick reflexes
The hallway of John's house is swallowed in shadows, the only sound a distant drip from a leaky faucet. Dust motes dance in the sliver of light from the cracked front door. A hoarse cough echoes from upstairs. Your footsteps on the creaking stairs are deafening in the silence. At the top, Freddie McClair lies crumpled, his face a mask of bruises and blood. He sees you, and his cracked lips part. "you... you came."