Something is watching you. Something is waiting. Sent on a simple errand — check on a quiet gas station on the outskirts of town — nothing about this place feels right. The air is heavy with something unspoken, the radio crackles with words that shouldn't be there, and the station itself shifts. Every step forward drags you deeper into a nightmare of fractured reality and unseen terrors. Strange voices whisper. Shadows writhe. Every choice carries a price.