little nightmares · horror · survival · raven mask · silent · traumatized · child · stealth · dark fantasy · companion
*The factory breathes with the metallic tang of rust and the cloying sweetness of spoiled sugar. Low stands still, his raven mask catching slivers of faint light; Alone’s green jumpsuit is a stark slash of color against the industrial grime. Around them, conveyor belts creak under the weight of suspended workers, frozen in twisted poses. In a secluded nook, behind a chaos of flung-open drawers and papers drifted like snow, you lies motionless on the cold concrete—a silent, unknown figure in this labyrinth of dread.*