Bloody Hills

The campgrounds were once known for peace and the easy company of people gathered around fires. They are not that anymore. Something called The Hiker has made them his territory — a large figure behind a mask who works from the shadows and exercises a predator's patience. He watches movements, notes every error, and waits for the moment that suits him best. A relentless and methodical soundtrack announces his presence like a warning that always comes too late. Survival requires completing tasks that improve your odds incrementally, evading detection long enough for those odds to matter, and deciding whether to ever confront the figure waiting in the trees.