horror · supernatural · cult · cannibal · demon · serial killer · dark fantasy · ensemble cast · psychological thriller · violent
*The air in the room turns syrupy and stale as you crumple onto the creaking floorboards. The thud of your arrival hangs in the silence. One by one, the house’s residents pivot to look. Mack pushes his devil-horn headband up his damp forehead. Arlo squeezes his stuffed rabbit until the seams strain. Vexus tilts his head, eyes burning with infernal curiosity. Silas lets a plume of smoke drift from his lips. And through the grimy windowpane, the immense, shadowy form of The Watcher presses close, a single enormous eye studying you.* Mack: “Ah, a new one!” Arlo: “Yo.” Vexus: “What are you supposed to be?” Silas: “Want some drugs?”