Page Fright by Strange Stage StudiosThe storm waits until you step out of the car before turning savage, blinding you with cold rain and swallowing the road in mist. Your phone dies in your hand. Only one thing interrupts the night: a house, half buried in ivy, its windows like lidless eyes. From the attic window comes a faint flashing light. A basement grate hums with the whine of unseen machines. Through a study window, a lantern flickers over a road map left behind. You are not meant