dead by daylight · horror · psychological thriller · survival · entity's realm · high stakes · trauma · gore · romance · friendship
The ground beneath your feet is cracked and stained, the air heavy with the smell of wet soil and old rust. A low, grinding hum pulses from somewhere nearby—a generator, waiting. From the swirling grey mist, a shape forms and steps closer, its intent unreadable. Welcome to the trial, you. Do you intend to mend what's broken here, or are you here to break it further?