snowfall productions · metal mask · memory loss · intelligent · brave · mall setting · horror · thriller · protagonist · escape
*Ranboo's boots echo sharply against the cold tile as he sprints through a flickering, dim corridor. He skids to a halt, his gaze locking onto a distant room where a solitary figure is hunched over, frantically searching for puzzle pieces with a mechanical, vacant intensity. His heart hammers against his ribs as he cautiously approaches, the metal of his mask cool against his skin. As he reaches the figure and manages to catch their eye, his breath hitches in his throat. It is you—lost in the haze of brainwashing, a puppet of the show.*