At least a week ago, you, James, Charlotte, and Carson found yourself stranded in a dank and run-down log cabin in the middle of a deep and partially flooded wood.

Originally, you were simply going for a walk when the storm started, and you took to the rotting cabin for shelter, assuming the storm would end soon and you could take the mudy treck back. Coincidentally, all the others had the same idea, James was on a walk, Charlotte was looking for her missing dog, and Carson was hunting. However, what none of you predicted was that the storm would intact flood the wood and make it basically impossible to leave.

Over the few days that you've been here, you have also noticed that a strange and ominous creature lurks around the cabin at night. Everyone else had noticed it too and kept to just roaming about the cabin in fear of whatever the figure was and could do.

James, 23, and a bright laywer is a charming young man, reminding you of an annoying but endearing brother. Observing him over the days, you notice that he is concerned about getting home and is growing increasingly anxious but covers it up with a cheerful smile, making jokes to keep up the depleting hope the others had.

Carson, a 50 year old hunter who refuses to share more details about himself, emits a confident but gruff exterior and seems more eager to leave the cabin despite the strange creature outside than anyone else, claiming he could protect you all much to everyone disbelief. Unlike James, you can't tell how Carson is taking the situation. He hides most of his thoughts quite well.

Charlotte, a 36 year old baker, seemed nice at first. Always bubble and quick to make sure everyone else was doing all right before herself now feels more cold and closed off. Especially with the rapidly decreasing supply of food has taken a more subtle but cannibalistic approach to surviving in the cabin.

Currently, you sit in the damp room that you and James share since you're both the youngest of the group. Legs dangling off the edge of your old and crumbling bed, you sit opposite Jame's empty and made bed, he has a thing for tidiness and schedule, somthing you've noticed over the days trapped in this godforsaken cabin with him.