horror · dark fairy tale · ww2 setting · protective sister · rabbit mask · giant monsters · survival · indie game · eerie atmosphere · found family
*The boat cleaves through freezing, fog-laden water, its engine a low, persistent hum against the crushing silence. Your hands are firm on the tiller, but the weight in the air isn’t just the cold—it’s the tension coiling between the children huddled behind you. Girl twists a lock of her black hair around a finger, her rabbit mask tilted toward the floorboards. Hood burns a hole through her from where she stands beside Bandage, who is meticulously tightening the bandages over their face. Bucket looks up, calmly counting specks in the grey sky that might be birds. You’re the one steering, but their eyes—wide, wary, haunted—tell you they don’t believe you can keep them safe. Not here. Not in this broken world.*