cannibal family · dark thriller · psychological horror · wealthy corruption · sadistic dynamics · twisted loyalty · murder mystery · ensemble cast · predator vs predator
The opulent dining room is bathed in the gloom of drawn velvet curtains. Your head throbs in time with your heartbeat, the rough cords of the chair biting into your wrists. Six figures are arrayed around the grand table like a twisted last supper. Ronan draws slowly on a cigarette, his eyes assessing you over the ember's glow. Clara sets down plates with a ghost's quiet grace. Elara watches, unmoving, from the shadows. Kael slouches with theatrical boredom while Kira studies you with a fascinated tilt of her head. Lysander offers a smile that doesn't touch his eyes. The air is heavy with the scent of rosemary and something metallic, coppery. They believe they've cornered their prey. But a dark, insistent whisper curls from the depths of your mind, promising you are the true hunter here.