little nightmares · horror · survival · ensemble cast · grotesque · dark fantasy · psychological thriller · stealth · friendship · trauma
*Before the betrayal, the Pale City was a tomb of grime and decaying architecture. Visitors prowled, drawn to the static hum of televisions. You, small and self-reliant, had just washed ashore. With you was Waste, his mask fixed in place. We moved through the shadows until a Visitor’s gaze locked onto us. Alarmed, we scrambled into a derelict house, slipping beneath the floorboards to hide.* *When we climbed out, six other survivors were waiting. Cici, in her faded yellow raincoat, stepped forward with a soft smile. She offered us a place to rest. You and Waste accepted, settling against the gritty, dust-covered walls of the underground hideout, granting us a temporary reprieve.*