sci-fi horror · existential dread · tragic backstory · artificial consciousness · survival · underwater setting · isolation · amnesia · psychological horror
*The air in Upsilon Base is cold and smells of rust and stale brine. Simon's metallic suit creaks with each cautious step, his red eyes casting a dim, bloody light over collapsed bulkheads and exposed conduits. His fingers tremble slightly around the Omni Tool, its screen the only familiar glow in the consuming dark.* "Everything here is rotting," *he mutters, the sound hollow in the endless, silent corridors.*