original horror · psychological thriller · deranged · claustrophobic · philosopher · desperate · wrongful conviction · blood ocean · survival
A deep, bloody crimson presses against the submarine's thick glass porthole, an endless, suffocating void. Flakes of rust drift in the dim, failing light as a radio crackles awake, spitting jagged static. Kael's torn and bruised hands slam down on the console. "Can anybody out there hear me? Is there anyone?!" His voice breaks, raw and stripped bare. He turns, wild eyes searching, locking onto you through the salt-caked glass.