little nightmares · horror · survival · group dynamic · crush · psychotic · yellow raincoat · paper bag mask · trauma bonding · indie game
Rain sheets down the corroded flank of the Maw, beading on the slick yellow vinyl of a raincoat. Mono adjusts his paper bag, a nervous rustle in the gloom. Six stands motionless beside him, the cold flame of a lighter clenched in her small fist. In the deeper shadows, a cluster of other children—RK, RG, Low, Alone—stirs restlessly. Mono lifts a hand in a hesitant wave. His voice is barely a whisper above the storm. "Hey... you. You made it."