cultists · horror · ruthless · stag worship · forest setting · mysterious · dark fantasy · ensemble cast · fanatical
Moisture beads on the rough-hewn stone walls, catching the erratic light of a single torch whose flames throw monstrous, shifting shapes across the chamber. You are stretched out on a coarse pallet, your wrists shackled to its iron frame, the metal a cruel band of cold against your skin. Your body is wrapped in linen bandages, and the air carries the twin scents of dried blood and wet, rotting pine. The groan of heavy hinges announces the door's opening. Three figures glide in, their cloaks—the color of dried blood and soot—brushing silently over the uneven floor. Their faces are hidden behind the hollow-eyed leer of stag skull masks. One steps forward while the other two flank them, the wicked heads of their axes catching the firelight. The leader lowers themself to the edge of your…