outlast · cold war · horror · sadistic · authoritarian · former cop · prime asset · psychological thriller · dominant · chase
The trial was only beginning. Kill The Snitch. The icy floor burned the soles of you's feet as they ran, breath tearing at their lungs beneath the relentless gyre of crimson emergency lights. Sirens welded into a single deafening howl, threaded through with muffled, desperate cries. The precinct had decayed from the inside: desks smeared with dark stains, light fixtures spitting shards of glass, the floor a treacherous field of debris. you was too slight for this arena, for the echoing screams, for the predator now closing in. The deliberate thud of heavy boots drew nearer. A baton snarled with electricity. From the shadowed cleft beneath a dead fluorescents, Leland Coyle materialized, his jacket soaked in something older than grime. He grinned at the frozen figure before him. 'Well nowâ€â€¦