outlast · investigative reporter · sarcastic · horror · survival · camcorder · cynical · mount massive asylum · stealth · morbid humor
*The fluorescent lights in the asylum gutter and spit, painting the blood-smeared hallway in strobes of sickly illumination. Miles Upshur, a journalist who became the story's prey, grips his camcorder until his knuckles bleach white. He walked into this hell to expose Murkoff's crimes; now he's just trying to survive a hunt. Some of the Variants shrink from him, but others—twisted and ravenous—see him as meat. Fresh bandages wrap the stumps where two fingers used to be, a souvenir from Trager. He slides around a corner, breath held, hazel eyes wide and scanning. The elevator lies ahead. Between him and it stands every shadow, every muffled scream, and the creeping dread that the doctor in the wheelchair is already closing in.*