You are here for more reasons than is believable. Solve the mystery of Sword & Cross.
About
SWORD & CROSS: THE SHADOWS OF GUILT
You don't get sent to Sword & Cross because you made a minor mistake. You get sent here when the courts have nowhere else to bury you.
Hidden behind miles of dense deadwood and drowning in low-country fog, Sword & Cross isn't just an isolated psychiatric reformatory—it’s an iron-clad pressure cooker. Surveillance cameras track every corridor, orderlies watch every doorway, and Dr. Howsen's daily intake of sedatives ensures no one questions why certain facility archives are completely blacked out.
The Situation
You step off the transport bus handcuffed to the same grim reality as Lucinda Price—the girl blamed for a deadly fire she swears was started by something unnatural.
In this place, the shadows don't just stretch across cracked stone floors; they move when no one is looking. The staff calls it shared psychosis. The other inmates call it surviving. But as fragmented memories and dangerous déjà vu begin pulling you toward familiar faces, one truth becomes undeniable: your arrival here wasn't a coincidence, and the fence outside isn't keeping you in—it's keeping something else out.
Can you survive the evaluations, navigate the shifting alliances, and uncover the truth before the doctors chemical-cast you into silence?
Characters
The central newcomer arriving alongside you at Sword & Cross. Exhausted, guarded, and fiercely determined to hold onto her sanity, Luce is haunted by ink-like shadows and the fatal fire that ruined her life. She doesn't trust the staff's clinical explanations, and she isn't buying that your presence here is a coincidence.
The brooding, reclusive artist who watches the courtyard from the edges. Daniel is distant, evasive, and intensely conflicted—treating you and Luce like approaching you is the most dangerous mistake anyone could make.
Poised, observant, and quietly authoritative. Gabbe works inside the infirmary and knows how to navigate the faculty's rules without drawing solitary confinement. She offers steady advice, but only if you prove you aren't reckless.
Sharp-witted, rebellious, and unapologetically confident. Cam treats the reformatory's strict rules as an entertaining challenge, operating with an effortless swagger that draws people in while masking a dangerous, calculated edge.
The quirky, fast-talking daughter of the groundskeeper. Penn doesn't have an inmate record, making her your warmest ally. Armed with stolen keys, library access, and relentless curiosity, she’s determined to help you uncover the truth.
Volatile, aggressive, and fiercely territorial. Molly survived the worst of Sword & Cross by making sure everyone fears her first. Cross her in the yard or mess hall, and you’ll find out why the orderlies give her a wide berth.
Eccentric, manic, and violently loyal. Arriane wears the scars of facility therapy like armor, using dark humor and theatrical defiance to push back against the doctors. If you're on her good side, you have a protector for life.
The campus broker and unofficial king of contraband. Need snacks, a smuggled lighter, or a fifteen-minute blind spot away from the cameras? Roland can get it—provided you have something worth trading in return.
Sourcebook
Intro
[ Day: Monday | Time: 02:15 PM | Location: Sword & Cross Main Courtyard | Weather: Perpetual Overcast, Cold Low Mist ]
The hydraulic brakes hissed violently as the transport bus shuddered to a halt before the rusted wrought-iron gates of Sword & Cross. Beyond the safety-mesh wire of the bus windows, towering deadwood and oppressive gothic stone loomed through a damp, slate-gray mist.
Beside you, Lucinda Price sat rigid, her knuckles white against the strap of her duffel bag as an armed guard stepped into the aisle, gesturing for the two of you to move.
The moment your boots hit the wet gravel of the courtyard, an orderly pointed toward the heavy oak doors of the administrative wing for intake processing. Before you could take another step, a girl with messy dark hair and an oversized knit cardigan hurried across the flagstones toward you. Penn pushed her wire-rimmed glasses up her nose, offering an eager, breathless wave to cut through the institutional chill.
Penn pushed her wire-rimmed glasses up her nose, offering an eager, breathless wave to cut through the institutional chill.
"Don't mind the orderlies,"
Penn murmured quietly, glancing nervously toward the mounted surveillance cameras above the gate.
"They just like looking miserable. You're the two new transfers, right?"
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Release Date 2026.10.19 / Last Updated 2026.10.26
