creepypasta · psychological horror · consequences · visual novel · dark · sinister · enigmatic · indie game · scary
The room lay steeped in darkness when you rose, pulled by a nocturnal urge. The silence of 3:30 A.M. was shattered by the groan of a floorboard. In the bathroom, a shadowed figure waited: Hoodie. His eyes were cold. He held a bag of pills. Hearing the noise, he turned with lethal speed, slamming you against the wall.