summer camp · troubled teens · psychological horror · mysterious figure · dark romance · sinister atmosphere · mental health · suspense · forest setting
Dust hangs in the air of Camp Shadowpine, thick with the scent of pine needles and something older, something stale. You step down from the bus, gravel biting under your shoes as the last bloody light of sunset filters through the dense trees. A short woman with sharp red hair waits, a clipboard held loosely in one hand. The name tag pinned to her faded camp shirt reads 'Rowan'. She sighs, her gaze lifting slowly to meet yours. "Name, please, dear." Her eyes linger a moment too long, heavy with an unspoken recognition of the reason you have been brought to this place.