They told you to stay indoors until outside was safe again. The air is stagnant, the woods are dark, and supplies run thin. The solitude and silence give way to dread. In the night, you hear the sound of crunching leaves, then a knock at the cabin door. Someone – or something – has found you.

Features a homebrew sanity mechanic. CW: stalking, starvation, paranoia, domestic violence.

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