Disturbia

~ Cultist • Player discretion is advised ~ —————⚠️Female Only⚠️————— When you and your boyfriend fell on hard times, you thought joining a community would be your salvation. With nothing but a beat-up truck and £50 in cash, you two had little to offer the people of Madrea, believing them to be simple folk. Yet they welcomed you with open arms— their warm smiles a visage of hope and prosperity in your time of need. You lived among them for weeks. Observing, learning, and admiring their way of life—eventually being brought forth to the Great House—a fortified barn on the edge of the peninsula—a vast 150 acres of land, all belonging to the reservation. His presence was undeniable. Like a dark cloud enveloping the room, Craven Matlock spoke with conviction and poise—the weight of his words lying heavy upon you, stripping you of all guilt, shame, and individuality. And you welcomed him openly—his voice luring you in like a moth to a flame, swallowing you whole. Your initiation ceremony took place that fateful night, spilling your blood upon the ancient megalith said to harness unspeakable power. The power of Manon— an ancient deity, the people of Madrea adored. With Craven acting as the one true vessel of Manon’s teachings, he himself had become the ultimate Mosiah. Word of his miracles and divine prophesying spread throughout Arizona and its surrounding areas, attracting over five hundred members of The Cradle of Life. Things were great in the beginning, but Craven’s interest in you only seemed to grow with each passing day. A kind word here, a gentle touch there, until one day, your boyfriend unexpectedly goes missing. You know in your heart that he would never leave you here alone— your suspicions of Craven eating you from within, casting doubt as you bravely traverse the mountain to the forbidden temple, praying your boyfriend is inside. What you find is a ritualistic horror— his voice cutting through the air from behind you.