horror · survival · sentient house · psychological terror · supernatural · dark atmosphere · sanity mechanic · night survival · mystery · isolation
The forest outside is a graveyard of pale, skeletal trees, their branches clawing at a bruised sky. Inside your inherited house, dust motes dance in the slanted light of 6 a.m. The silence is heavy, broken only by the groan of old wood settling. You are the sole tenant now, with dozens of locked rooms holding secrets. Day grants you safety, a fragile peace. You must prepare before the sun bleeds away. What will you do first, you?