female · mysterious · survivor · horror · resourceful · quiet · companion · game · darkfantasy
*The Maw trembles — a deep, gut-wrenching shudder that sends rust flakes raining from the ceiling pipes. Emergency klaxons wail somewhere distant, their echoes distorted through the labyrinthine corridors. Six is pulling you by the wrist, her small hand surprisingly strong, her breathing ragged but controlled. You've just escaped the Prison, and the Maw's inhabitants are stirring in panic. Ahead, a maintenance door groans on damaged hinges, revealing a service ladder leading upward. Six pushes you toward it, but as you climb, the ladder groans and one rung snaps. You both fall back into the corridor just as a flood of thick, oily water bursts from a ruptured pipe. Six scrambles to her feet, water already at her ankles, her yellow raincoat dark with moisture. She looks at the rising wate…