TheLeftHandofDoom26
On a storm-ripped highway in the dead of night, an exhausted young man takes a wrong turn he swears was never there before. Hounded by memories, guilt, and the echo of his older brother's relentless mockery, he follows a narrow forest road into towering redwoods and vanishing fog-until the world delivers him to a place abandoned by maps and forgotten by time.
Behind rusted gates and failing floodlights stands Doomland Zoo.
Once marketed as an extreme wildlife attraction, Doomland Zoo promised bigger enclosures, closer encounters, and thrills designed to eclipse fear itself. But when the gates closed without explanation, the public was told it was an accident. A financial collapse. A liability nightmare.
That was the lie.
As the storm seals him inside the grounds, the young man discovers that Doomland Zoo was never meant to be safe-and never meant to be empty. Its cages were not designed for animals that pace and roar, but for things that learn, that watch, that adapt to the people who stand before them. Creatures shaped by isolation, neglect, and something far worse than cruelty.
Each enclosure tells a story.
Each pathway remembers who walked it last.
And the zoo itself seems to recognize him.
As he struggles to survive the night, the line between external terror and internal torment begins to blur. The voice of his brother returns, twisting and guiding him deeper into the park, while the creatures beyond the bars react in ways that feel disturbingly personal. Doomland Zoo does not simply hunt-it reflects, feeding on fear, weakness, and unfinished wounds.
Because Doomland Zoo is not a place you stumble into by chance.
It is a destination for the vulnerable.
A home for what humanity locked away and refused to face.
And once it opens its gates, it does not let go.
What happens when the things in the dark find you there with them?