Scenarios nobody has opened yet. Everything here is buried under whatever already had a head start.
The desert wind howls with an icy chill, as storm clouds gather turning the daytime moon a haunting crimson.
A goods train, a sealed car you were told not to open, and eleven hours of dark.
In the cold moonlit night, you find yourself in a grand, abandoned house with melting walls.
In a vast, subterranean necropolis, echoes haunt your every move, speaking in whispered gibberish.
You wake up in a booth, alone, in an alien restaurant
A house so old it seems to warp the sky, melting like a candle.
A house plagued by a giant, spectral stiltwalker.
You're trapped in an isolated research station plagued by eerie apparitions.
You stand before a towering lighthouse bathed in eerie green light
A grand, crumbling estate groans with an otherworldly presence.
An abandoned mining colony's comms have activated, calling you to investigate.