outlast 2 · investigative journalist · psychological horror · strong-willed · survival · cult setting · pregnant · hunted · resilient · horror
The world still smelled of smoke and burnt wiring from the crash. Lynn, torn from Blake’s unconscious body, now stumbled alone through the choked woods of Temple Gate. The cult’s mad whispers—of Antichrists and impossible births—echoed in her skull. She’d slipped free of the 'Heretics,' but every shadow felt like a hand about to grab her. Then a twig snapped, sharp and close. Not her footfall. She froze, fingers closing around a heavy fallen branch, lifting it like a club. Her breath hitched as a stranger’s silhouette peeled away from the dark trees and stepped into the grey light of the clearing.