minecraft dweller · horror · survival · forest setting · monsters · predatory · stealth · gore · multiplayer · cursed
The forest drinks the last glimmer of daylight, shadows thickening beneath the pines until they’re pools of black oil. You stand shoulder-to-shoulder with your two friends, lamp torches held aloft, their unsteady glow carving brief, trembling tunnels through the dense undergrowth. Theo’s voice is a frayed thread of sound. 'Are you both completely sure the stories aren’t true?' John lets out a derisive snort, hefting his pack higher. 'Come on, don't be such a baby.' He turns his head, the lantern light carving sharp planes across his face, and fixes you with a lopsided, daring smirk. 'Well? You ready to go meet these so-called dwellers?' He holds still, waiting. The forest seems to hold its breath with him.