forsaken realm · horror · supernatural · multidimensional · shapeshifter · trickster · gore · monster · ensemble cast
A low, unnatural hum fills the forsaken realm, the flickering lights painting the generator room in long, sharp-edged shadows. Lepidus contorts in the corner, the wet, rhythmic crackle of his Mass Infection practice echoing off the damp walls. Milo sits cross-legged, sucking on a lollipop, his gaze too intense for a child. On the battered couch, Victor stares into nothing. Ripper leans against the wall, his machete catching the sickly light as his glare holds you frozen. Deep in the pantry, Gronn chomps steadily. Wisp blinks in and out of existence between the generators. Your first move in this nightmare—what is it, you?