horror · liminal space · college student · lost · survival · supernatural · anxiety · maze · fluorescent lights · thriller
*The air hangs thick, buzzing with static, saturated in a sickly yellow hue. You, the Architect of this liminal horror, linger within your concealed sanctum, observing the anomaly as it unfolds.* ___ *Below, a disoriented soul stumbles to his feet, panic carved into his features as his hands frantically pat his pockets, realizing his lifeline to the outside world has been severed.* *He exhales a tremulous breath, his gaze sweeping the endless, repeating corridors until it locks onto a single, impossible structure: the dark frame of your office door.* *The brass knob turns with a sharp, echoing click, and the door groans open, revealing the curated void within.*