HOLLOW CARNIVAL
- LECTURAS 7
- Votos 1
- Partes 1
Concluida mar, jun 3, 20259m
Welcome to Marrow Park, a once-famous theme park now shrouded in mystery and whispers of disappearing visitors. But the nightmares don't end when the gates close - they're just getting started.
Three strangers. Three haunted locations. One dark secret.
Damon Clarke, a night guard with a past darker than the shadows he patrols.
Tasha Kimura, a high-score queen trapped in an arcade where games play her.
Elian Trace, a mysterious captive in a secret facility, burdened with memories that aren't fully his own.
Bound by fragmented memories and a shared connection to the Marionette Engine, an experimental AI program designed to capture human emotion - but twisted by fear and trauma.
When the park's horrifying animatronics awaken, each reflecting broken souls trapped inside machines, the trio is forced to confront the truth: the Hollow Carnival isn't just a place. It's a prison.
Now, they must unravel the terrifying mystery behind the Hollow King - a monstrous fusion of their worst fears - before the park consumes them all.
The carnival's final show is about to begin.
Can they survive the laughter?
Or will they become part of the show forever?
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