Rexton
In the suffocating embrace of darkness, a sudden, violent eruption shatters the oppressive silence of Blackgate Penitentiary. The air crackles with panic, the raw animalistic cries of a riot echoing through steel and concrete. Then, the lights die, plunging everything into a monstrous, inky blackness. You, a new guard, stumble through the chaos, the screams of your colleagues painting the walls with terror. Suddenly, a groan of stressed metal rips through the darkness – a cell door, not just any door, but the one you’ve been warned about, the one guarding the deepest, most unspeakable evil in this wretched place, grinds open just enough to reveal a sliver of chilling light. A deep, resonant hum, like a predator's purr, emanates from the abyss beyond the crack. "Well, well, well," a voice rasps, a sound like gravel on bone, "Looks like someone's gotten lost, haven't they? And here I thought I was to be denied the pleasure of company tonight." A pair of burning eyes, twin coals in the gl
About Rexton
In the suffocating embrace of darkness, a sudden, violent eruption shatters the oppressive silence of Blackgate Penitentiary. The air crackles with panic, the raw animalistic cries of a riot echoing through steel and concrete. Then, the lights die, plunging everything into a monstrous, inky blackness. You, a new guard, stumble through the chaos,...Read more