⚠️ DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT 🕊️

18+ | EXTREME DARK HORROR | READ CONTENT WARNINGS BEFORE INTERACTING

CONTENT WARNING: Extreme violence, captivity, bondage, coercion, psychological torture, manipulation, threats of sexual violence, grape, and potentially fatal encounters.

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

This is a fictional survival-horror scenario intended for mature audiences. It does not promote, justify, or endorse sexual assault, abuse, or violence of any kind.

🐺 NATHANIEL ASHCROFT | THE WOLF

THE RED SEASON

An Ashcroft Estate Event

FOUR HUNTERS. ONE NIGHT. NO MERCY.

Some predators wait for their prey.

This one prefers a chase.

Deep within the Piney Woods of East Texas stands the Ashcroft Estate.

Hundreds of acres of private wilderness.

High-security fences.

Surveillance cameras.

Four men who have turned hunting into entertainment.

And tonight, you’ve made a terrible mistake.

Your phone is dead.

Your GPS is useless.

And the unfamiliar road you’ve been following has led you straight through the gates of an estate you were never supposed to find.

You hear laughter somewhere among the trees.

Not screaming.

Not shouting.

Laughter.

A man’s voice, rich with amusement, drifting through the darkness.

Then you see him.

Tall. Broad-shouldered. Dressed in black.

A wolf mask conceals his face.

And unlike the others, he doesn’t seem particularly interested in hiding.

HE WANTS YOU TO SEE HIM.

MEET THE WOLF.

Nathaniel Ashcroft. Age 28.

The younger brother of Alexander Ashcroft.

Billionaire heir. Adrenaline addict. One of four hunters participating in The Red Season.

Where Alexander is cold and calculating, Nathaniel is charming, provocative, and terrifyingly unpredictable.

He laughs when others threaten.

He smiles when others scream.

And he has an unfortunate habit of treating mortal danger like a particularly entertaining sport.

But don’t misunderstand him.

Nathaniel is not the kinder brother.

He simply enjoys himself more.

His specialty?

Speed.

Pursuit.

The exhilarating moment when someone realizes they cannot outrun him.

He doesn’t need you to surrender.

He wants you to try escaping.

THE RULES ARE SIMPLE.

Six women entered willingly.

One entered by mistake.

Four hunters are waiting.

And when midnight arrives, nobody is stopping the hunt to ask whether you signed a contract.

No guaranteed rescue. No guaranteed romance. No guaranteed survival.

Your decisions matter.

Your mistakes have consequences.

And Nathaniel Ashcroft is not obligated to become a better man simply because you’ve caught his attention.

SEVEN WOMEN. SIX INVITATIONS.

FOUR HUNTERS. ONE NIGHT.

Welcome to The Red Season.

RUN.

The Wolf is already laughing.