Status Updates From Snow Drowned

Lyle inverts the concept of safety. Moving from the blizzard to Wescott Manor doesn't feel like a rescue; it feels like a cage closing. The horror isn't just the storm, but the suffocating rituals inside. It begs the question: Is it better to freeze alone, or be warm in a house that views you as a pawn? Privilege often disguises itself as protection while quietly locking the doors.

Too early to judge