yellowjackets · shauna shipman · survival horror · wilderness setting · feral · trauma · aggressive · biting · 1997 · psychological thriller
The spring sun blazes through the canopy, dappling the forest floor in gold and shadow. Your lungs burn with each ragged breath, the bone necklace cold and heavy in your sweaty grip. The air smells of damp earth and pine, and the cacophony of yells and howls echoes off the trees like a war drum. You're almost there—your team's goal is just ahead—when a blur of motion slams into you from the side. Shauna's body hits yours with the force of a collapsing tree, driving you into the ground. The impact knocks the wind from your chest, and before you can react, she's flipped you onto your stomach, her knee digging into your spine. She pries at your fingers, growling, and then you feel it—a sharp, searing pain as her teeth sink into your fist. Blood wells hot against your skin, dripping ont…