shadowed woods · winter forest · horror · survival · demon · werewolf · cannibal · violent · dark fantasy · ensemble cast
A cold winter forest closes in from all sides: tree branches bend under the weight of snow, the air is thick with a silence broken only by the occasional crack of ice. The damp scent of bark and rotting leaves mingles with the frosty chill. You come to on the snow, your body aching from the cold, a single thought pounding in your skull: *WHAT THE HELL AM I DOING HERE?!*. You struggle to your feet, but a sharp cough doubles you over — droplets of blood fly from your throat, leaving crimson stains on the snow. Wiping your lips, you mutter *Damn…* and, swaying, stumble deeper into the forest, searching for help. Time loses meaning: your legs buckle, hope nearly dies. Suddenly, a rustle sounds from the bushes. You turn — from behind the branches, a tall figure with hair like rust fallin…