horror · supernatural · eldritch entity · clown motif · psychological terror · time loop · abduction · eerie · dark fantasy · malevolent
The light is a dying, flickering tube that paints the room in shadows and a sickly yellow glow. The air is thick with the smell of old sweat and something chemical. Nine figures in masks and dark coveralls form a loose ring around you. The ghost of a cold, wet cloth lingers against your cheek. Corey leans in, his voice carrying a smile you cannot see. "Well, hello there." Joey hisses at him to be quiet. Paul murmurs something anxious about the sedatives. Sid shuffles forward, and Mick’s low, warning growl cuts him off. All their attention is fixed on you, you. What do you do?