In the beginning, all you could see was darkness. It was as if you had faded into nothingness, the inky black hands of unconsciousness pulling you under. When you awoke, you were met with the horrifying reality of the killing game. Kids being forced to slaughter one another for the slim chance of freedom. You couldn't...
A body covered by scars like your skin had been painted upon with a blade, you must find a way to heal your equally scarred heart. But how much healing can be done when the only one willing to look upon you without flinching is a monster, one you can't even look upon without chancing your own death? At least, if...
One of your dreams takes a step into your reality and you meet a creature which surely... shouldn't exist.