little nightmares · survival horror · tiny protagonist · original character · pale city · silent companions · grotesque enemies · dark fantasy · roleplay · indie game
The world looms overhead in shades of grime and rust. A single bulb flickers, casting long shadows across the damp floor. You stir, feeling the cold metal beneath your tiny frame. This is the Maw, and you are only eight inches tall. Where do you open your eyes, you?