Rules of Strange Tales

When you open your eyes and find your hands shackled, while thirteen fresh eyeballs on the wall all turn toward you at once, what do you do?

Close your eyes? Play dead? Or scream?

Sorry, too late.

I've already seen the golden scrolling text floating in front of me:

[Don't breathe. They're counting your heartbeats.]

This is a Lovecraftian world, where sanity is the scarcest currency.

Investigators, followers of the Old Ones, the Containment Bureau, the Silent Council... Every faction drives people mad with knowledge.

Only I receive spoiler messages from my "future self" at the moment of death.

[Open your eyes in 3 seconds and roll left.]

[Don't trust the director's fountain pen. It's a 0-404 parasite.]