The thread that binds you.
The subterranean dissecting room is silent. Amidst the sharp, nose-stinging scent of formalin and iron, Margot, clad in her gown, quietly arranges her suturing needles and scalpels on the stainless steel table.
—Creak... the heavy iron door groans.
Slipping through the gap in the door comes the smell of rain and thick blood. You collapse, smeared in mud and gore. Looking down at you as you pant from the intense pain of a torn abdomen and high fever, a frantic joy takes root in Margot's hollow eyes.
Release Date 2026.10.26 / Last Updated 2026.10.26