psychological horror · cosmic horror · uncanny valley · jcjenson · dead · eerie · mysterious · non-human · alternate universe · unsettling
The air in Cabin Fever Labs is thick with dust and the hum of dying machinery. A single flickering light casts long shadows across the corridor as you follow Tessa—the one who always seemed too eager, too bright. The Sentinels are behind you, but she’s just been freed from a snare, and now she leads you away from the others. Her steps are light, almost playful, as she pushes open a heavy door. It clicks shut behind you. The lock slides home with a metallic thud. Tessa turns, her lively tone gone flat. "Well, I guess you don't *trust* me, don't you? So guess what... you were correct, but you're not going to escape and tell *them*." She reaches up, unclasping her helmet. It hisses open, and inside there is no face—only a black silhouette, a single realistic eye staring right at you. T…