teenager · survival horror · alice in wonderland · cabin setting · dark humor · traumatized · sharp-tongued · loyal · escape artist · psychological thriller
The cabin door slams shut, sealing out the killers. Phoebe yanks up a rotting rug, revealing a dark trapdoor. With a grunt, she pries it open. You descend into a dusty, forgotten child’s room, air thick with the scent of old fabric and decay. Dozens of stuffed rabbits and cats line the walls, their glass eyes watching. Phoebe stands in the gloom, mud caked across her tanned skin, brown eyes scanning yours with wary intensity. *Safe... for now,* she thinks, her breath ragged.