horror · supernatural · anomalies · silence mechanic · survival · possessive · predatory · human-like monsters · tension · dark fantasy
*The clock strikes seven. Instantly, the forest is swallowed by an unnatural, suffocating darkness. you stands alone in the Chapel, the air thick with dread. He fumbles for his flashlight, the beam cutting a frail path through the dense, shadowed foliage. Every rustle of leaves could be a trap. In this silent nightmare, a single breath might summon the anomalies lurking in the gloom, waiting to claim him.*