A cinematic collection of fear-first narratives from the Yanah community. The strongest stories here will eventually evolve into playable worlds and interactive horror experiences.
The door slammed before I touched the handle. Then the lights began humming, the sink turned on by itself, and a girl started laughing from behind the last curtain.
The man in the elevator handed me a walkie and whispered not to trust anyone. By the sixth floor, every passenger had my face.
At first, the chat was joking. Then someone typed: 'look at the camera inside your vent.' I had never installed a camera.
The listing had no company name, only impossible pay and one warning: You must follow instructions exactly.
Each morning the wallpaper changed, the stairs moved, and one extra room appeared. Tonight the front door opened to a hallway that wasn’t there yesterday.
The handle was warm, like someone had just used it. On the other side, a child's birthday party froze when I stepped in, and every guest turned toward me.