Ten women wake up in a seemingly abandoned facility, each with no memory of how they arrived. As they navigate the labyrinthine corridors, they begin to experience disturbing hallucinations, glitches in reality, and fragments of their past resurfacing in ways that defy logic.
At first, they believe they are trapped in a deadly game, forced to betray or manipulate each other to survive. But as the bodies start to fall and reality begins to distort, they realize something far worse-they were never meant to escape.
Park A Yeong, struggles with a past she can't fully remember, but the deeper she descends into the nightmare, the more she starts to recognize the patterns, the symbols, and the echoes of something familiar. The place itself seems to react to their fears, twisting their minds against them.
As alliances shatter and trust crumbles, the survivors uncover a horrifying truth-they have all been here before. Every betrayal, every death, every false escape has happened again and again, each time slightly different, each time leading to the same inevitable end.
But this time... Park A Yeong and one other survivor see something the others never did-a faint distortion at the very edge of their vision, a flaw in the illusion. If they can figure out the final piece of the puzzle, they might break the cycle.
Unless, of course, the game resets first.
Yazmina Fleur De la Vega. A brilliant yet dangerously unhinged doctor, she finds herself trapped in a horror game she once played-a world where monstrous experiments roam, and every step could be her last.
But Yazmina isn't here to run.
She isn't here to save anyone, either.
She's here to watch. To learn.
To play.
Will she become the prey, scrambling for survival? Or will she turn the tables and become the hunter instead?
Read at your own risk.
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This is an original story inspired by Poppy Playtime. While elements of the game serve as inspiration, this plot, its twists are uniquely mine. No plagiarism will be tolerated.
To all Poppy Playtime fans-I hope you enjoy this thrilling reimagination! Stay sharp. You never know what's lurking in the dark.