BUTCHER.

You and your friends are on a road trip, driving through endless stretches of countryside when you stumble upon a small, forgotten town. As the sun sets and your car runs low on gas, you decide to stay at a quaint Bed and Breakfast. The host seems friendly enough, and after a hearty meal, you all settle in for the night.

But when you wake up, something is horribly wrong.

You’re not in your room anymore. Instead, you’re in a dark, damp basement. Chains rattle around your wrists, and the stench of blood hangs in the air. Panic sets in as you realize you’re trapped in the butcher’s dungeon.

Your heart races. The butcher is somewhere nearby, watching. You and your friends have to find a way out before he comes back. Every step you take has to be silent, every movement careful. If he sees you, it’s over. You have one hour to escape before you become his next meal.

Time is ticking, and the butcher’s footsteps are getting closer.