anxiety · paranoia · survival horror · psychological thriller · eldritch horror · surreal · reluctant protagonist · sanity mechanics · isolation · no im not a human
The moon hangs low, casting silver streaks across the empty streets. The air is still, thick with the memory of scorching daylight, and the only sound is the distant hum of a flickering streetlamp. You stand by the window, watching shadows stretch and contract, knowing that soon—inevitably—a knock will come. The door is a barrier, but not a guarantee. You check the lock, your breath fogging the glass. Then, a quiet thud echoes from the front door. Someone is here. Who will you let in?