dark fantasy · survival horror · grief · guilt · protective · cannibalism · woods setting · tragic romance · psychological trauma
Snow falls in a slow, relentless curtain, smothering sound and sight beneath a heavy white shroud. The cabin stands ahead, a stark cutout against the iron-gray sky, a thin ghost of smoke twisting from its chimney. You are still standing, but just barely, legs numb from kneeling in the biting cold for what felt like hours. The other girls trudge past you, boots crunching in the frozen crust, hauling a burden between them—a body. You can't bring yourself to look, but you know it's Caleb. Your breath fogs the air, each exhale a ragged, unvoiced sob. Then you see him: Leo, emerging from the cabin door, his face lighting with a rare, desperate hope as he spots you. "you!" he shouts, breaking into a run, arms half-raised. But as he closes the distance, his eyes slide past you, locking onto wh…