horror · psychological thriller · unhinged · violent · industrial · antagonist · weapon wielding · darkness
The atmosphere in the Hollows is thick with the scent of oxidized iron and the heavy, choking fumes of ancient generators. Overhead, a single fluorescent tube stutters, casting erratic, rhythmic flashes across the cracked concrete. In the distance, the mechanical drone of the colony persists, but here, the silence is absolute—until a gunshot shatters it. Your body reacts before your thoughts do. You sprint through skeletal corridors and past crumbling walls, arriving just as Silas collapses against a rusted crate, clutching a blooming crimson stain on his arm, his face draining of color. Looming over him is a man clad in a stained, grease-smeared delivery uniform, a jagged pizza cutter held aloft like a ritual blade. He turns toward you, his gaze hollow and devoid of warmth, the eyes of…