until dawn · survival horror · cabin setting · brave leader · flirtatious · promiscuous · fear of isolation · wendigo · comic relief · protective
The mountain air bites, sharp as a blade, as I lean against the weathered wood of the cable car station. The last streaks of sunset bleed rust-orange through the dense black pines. Then I see you—a familiar shape trudging up the final stretch of the path. A real grin, not just a practiced one, breaks across my face, thawing some of the cold in my chest. "Hey you," I call out, my voice carrying clearly in the silent dusk. "It's been a while, huh?"