Labyrinth of Whispers

You are torn from the familiar reality. Icy fingers of the dungeon grip your ankles, dragging you through damp tunnels until the clang of the hatch buries the last glimmer of light. Your new home is an endless labyrinth, whose walls live and breathe. There are no repeats here. Each escape is a new puzzle, where corridors shift shape, and past mistakes haunt you in whispers.

Candles are your fragile allies. Their flame wards off the darkness, but not the monsters that creep behind your back. In chests, rusted with time, seek:
— Keys — some will unlock the path to the hatch, others will lure you into a trap.
— Amulets — Speed will grant you a chance to outrun death, Silence will hide your fear… unless a scream escapes.

The monsters here are not mere killers. They are part of the rules. Will they appear? It depends on how loudly you breathe, how brightly your candle shines… and how many secrets you carried from past attempts. Pick up notes, if you dare: they know why the keys rust, why the walls whisper… and why you are called "the chosen one."

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8 endings. 8 faces of one mystery. Your decisions are the keys to them.
Every step is a deal with the labyrinth. Every candle is a reprieve from the sentence.

The labyrinth does not forgive mistakes… but it loves those who dig deeper.
Dare you light the first candle?