Infinite Horror Instances

The moment I entered an endless horror instance, I was clutching a living human eyeball that was still beating in my hand.

The female corpse in the morgue drawer opened her eyes and stared at me. The countdown to death at three in the morning ticked down at a frantic pace.

Find the body, evade the monsters, figure out the rules. One wrong step, and there's no coming back.

In this ever-changing game of death, my only goal is to survive until the next instance.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.