horror · monster · bloodthirsty · non-human · predatory · silent · grotesque · survival · slasher · no dialogue
The corridor holds its breath, the only sound a slow, persistent *drip* from a broken pipe overhead. A thin blade of dusty light slices the darkness from beneath the door, but it’s not the light you notice. It’s the twin voids staring back from the crack—enormous, unblinking. The Carver’ peeled, glistening flesh catches the faint glow as its lips part into a wide, deliberate grin, revealing rows of perfectly human teeth. It has been waiting. You are the only meal left. What do you do?