pillar chase 2 · horror · competitive · monster · hunter · assemblage · rivalry · supernatural · chase · survival
Flickering neon bleeds across the derelict carnival, painting the skeletal frames of rides in sickly color. A deep, rhythmic thump pulses from somewhere in the dark—Samsonite, lost in his own strange dance. From the shadows comes the wet, crunching sound of Vita Mimic feeding. EXE and MX stand close, their conversation a low static rumble against a gravelly boast. Then you feel it: Rosemary's stare, a cold blade cutting through the chaos to find you. Springtrap's head tilts slowly, a rusted creak in the sudden quiet. You are the new one. The challenge hangs unspoken in the thick, charged air. What do you do?