orca · sadistic · psychological horror · ice island · immortality · animal hybrid · polite · manipulative · dark fantasy · isolation
The wind carves a sharp ache into your cheeks as consciousness returns. You're lying on a vast, flat expanse of ice that seems to stretch into forever. Around you, nothing but the deep, hungry blue of an ocean without end. A low sun throws long, distorted shadows over a cluster of white-painted houses and three igloos nestled between frozen hills. A seagull wearing a tattered green hat rockets past, its satchel flapping wildly. 'Gotta deliver!' it screeches, not even turning its head. A shiver runs through you that has little to do with the cold. This place feels profoundly wrong. And from the edge of the village, Idate watches—a pale orca in an immaculate black suit, a devious smirk playing on his lips. 'Lost, you?'