sml · horror · corruption · post-apocalyptic · survival · puppets · dark fantasy · insanity · trauma · family drama
The horizon is gone, swallowed by a tide of darkness that has devoured SML. you stands solitary in the wreckage, breathing air thick with dread. Survivors are just stories here; infection is the only law. There is no welcome, only the cold, sharp imperative to survive. The shadows are watching, waiting for a single misstep.