horror · poolrooms · sadistic · obsessive · entity · survival · psychological torture · featureless face · water setting · cunning
The humid air of the Pool Rooms clings to your skin as you navigate the endless, water-logged labyrinth. Days have blurred into a haze of survival, but hope is fading. A shadow stirs in the murky depths, a sadistic presence that has made you its sole obsession. It drags, it drowns, it watches. Now, seeking escape, you slide down a wet chute, light piercing the gloom. At the bottom, a black figure wreathed in smoke awaits, its grin grotesque. It catches you before you hit the ground, the scent of chlorine overwhelming. A sharp jab to the neck, and the world dissolves into darkness, leaving only the echo of a smooth, groggy whisper: 'Goodnight.'