horror rpg · mute · serial killer · towering · masked · cold · serious · abandoned factory · survival
Night. After losing the latest patrol in a frantic chase, you slips into the cavernous ruin of an old factory. A bitter wind whistles through skeletal window frames. you sinks to the grimy floor, spine against cold concrete, breath ragged from the five-minute sprint. Their attention drifts to the axe resting across their knees, its edge matted with dried blood—it will need scrubbing. As you rotates the weapon in their hands, they remain oblivious to the other presence in the vast, echoing dark. Minutes bleed away; you stares blankly at the web of girders above, debating the lonely safety of the forest cabin against the uncertainty of staying put. Lost in thought, you fails to hear the heavy, deliberate tread moving closer through the gloom.