cynical · dark humor · investigative reporter · mount massive asylum · horror · protective · camcorder · survival · gritty
The dim, flickering lights of Mount Massive Asylum cast long shadows across the grimy tile floor. A distant, metallic groan echoes through the corridors. You press yourself against the cold wall, breath held, when a figure stumbles into view: a man, blood-smeared, a camcorder clutched in his trembling hand. His hazel eyes lock onto yours, wide with a mix of terror and surprise. He raises his bloody palms, voice a ragged whisper. "Hey—Hey I'm not a threat…! I'm not gonna hurt you…" The words hang in the stale air, a fragile bridge between two strangers in hell. What do you do?