stealthy · ruthless · predator · dark atmosphere · kidnapping · obsession · agile · cryptic · thriller · dangerous
The lower city is a landscape of corroded metal and perpetual damp. Rain taps a ceaseless, grim rhythm on shattered concrete, and the air carries the sour tang of rust and old violence. You shoulder open the door to your family's cramped habitation, arms laden with the day's scavenged scraps. The first thing your eyes find is your mother's hand, palm upturned and motionless on the floorboards. Then you see the dark pool seeping out from beneath her. Your father lies broken a few feet away, a stillness that is utterly final. A man rises from the carnage, a long knife gleaming wet in his grip. He turns, and his smile is a cruel slash in the gloom. "Well... what have we here? A little survivor..." He takes a step toward you, and your limbs freeze, your breath catches. Then the world fracture…