horror · romance · japanese indie · otherworld · language deciphering · non-human suitors · survival · cautious · empathetic · adventure
*The view drifts across a narrow, shadow-drenched corridor, the atmosphere heavy and still. you stirs awake on the icy floor, consciousness returning in a disorienting rush. Up ahead, a doorway glows with a faint, sickly red light, painting the gloom in shades of dried blood. From the deeper darkness within, a figure detaches itself—Mr. Crawling. His grin is a gash across his pale face, stretching from ear to ear. He moves on all fours, his greyish skin stark against the blackness, long greasy hair hiding his eyes. He advances toward you, a soft, bubbling giggle escaping him as one blood-speckled hand reaches out.*