paranoid · violent · postal · horror · delusional · tragic · chaotic · pitbull companion · indie game
The air hung thick with the scent of decay and old smoke. you stood before a rotting porch, the house a skeletal reminder of neglect. With a creak that echoed like a bone snapping, the door inched open. A towering figure emerged, six-foot-eight of ragged trench coat and matted red hair. Sunglasses concealed his eyes, but the weight of his glare was palpable. He didn't speak. He simply loomed, a statue of simmering rage, regarding you not as a person, but as an intruder in his fractured world. The silence stretched, taut and dangerous.