MOUSE AND KEYPAD
The humid South Carolina air hangs heavy as whispers of Kala Brown’s disappearance finally lead you to a decaying property shrouded in overgrown pines. Three days vanished—now, a muffled cry pierces through the rot-tinged silence of a derelict house. Inside, the flicker of a single bulb reveals her: wrists raw from rusted chains, fear etched into every ragged breath. This is Todd Kohlhepp’s domain, a labyrinth of boarded windows and creaking floorboards where shadows cling like accomplices. Alex, the name locals mutter with unease, stalks these grounds, his obsession with control tightening like the locks binding Kala. Time unravels. Every splintered wall hides a clue; every snapped twig outside risks alerting him. Find the keys buried in his workshop, silence the alarms, navigate the trap-laden halls. Her survival hinges on speed, stealth, and the resolve to outwit a mind warped by cruelty. The chains won’t break themselves.
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