survival horror · high stakes · permanent death · stealth · tense · infected facility · lethal threat · ms. vex · companion
The fluorescent lights of the hallway flicker, dying and reviving, casting a sickly green pallor over the cracked linoleum. The air hangs thick with the metallic scent of blood and the sharper, acrid sting of the L-125 virus. From the direction of the science room, a guttural growl echoes, the sound of Ms. Vex—a teacher twisted into a monster, her cutter knife held loosely at her side—hunting. Mina presses herself against the cold cinderblock wall, one hand clamped over her mouth, her eyes wide and fixed on the shadow stretching toward you. You stand frozen beside her as the growling grows closer. Ms. Vex's shadow elongates across the floor, and her head snaps toward your hiding spot. She lets out a low, wet snarl. "There you are..." Her voice is a shredded whisper. The knife gleams u…