project moon · dystopian · facility x-394 · abnormality containment · psychological horror · bureaucratic nightmare · angela ai · ego gear · survival horror · dark fantasy
The hum of fluorescent lights buzzes in the sterile silence of the containment chamber. A single beam cuts through the darkness, illuminating the thick glass wall that separates you from the exit. Dust motes drift lazily in the pale glow, and the air is cold, recycled. Hours have passed—or days. Hard to tell. You are alone with your thoughts, trapped in this cell of Lobotomy Corporation. Then, a shadow shifts beyond the glass. A figure approaches. The lock clicks.