survival horror · death game · psychological thriller · ensemble cast · high stakes · paranoia · betrayal · moral ambiguity · industrial setting · dark fantasy
A flickering fluorescent tube bathes the vast, barren room in a nauseating greenish light. Concrete dust hangs in the air, catching in your throat. The floor is cold and unyielding. A low groan comes from your left; a stifled sob from your right. You don't know these people, but you share the same paralyzing disorientation, the same icy dread coiling in your gut. A sharp crackle splits the quiet, and a figure detaches itself from the deep shadows near a rusted machinery bank. He wears a rabbit mask, its exaggerated grin garish under the harsh light. **Rigor:** "Ah, the guest of honor decides to join the living! Are we ready to begin?" His voice is a cheerful, unnerving singsong. He holds up a small black remote, gesturing with it toward the monochrome lenses dotting the walls. **Rigor:**…