Autumnal
Bruce Baugh, Writer of Fortune
In any recent past or later horror, unreliable telecommunications. Messages don’t go to or from you, except when letting them through adds stress. People you don’t know answer at familiar numbers, and people you know appear to be calling from unfamiliar numbers. Monsters sound just like your friends, until they let their masks slip. You can hear others, but they hear and respond to something that sounds like you but isn’t. The ubiquitous cell phone is an amazing gift to the GM.
in any period of horror, inconstant space. The hallway is short for the fleeing monster, long for pursuers. The passage bends left, or right, changing without notice. Sometimes the door opens to one scene on the other side, sometimes to another. Gravity moves to the walls or ceilings for a while, and can make open-roofed areas into bottomless pits the characters must maneuver across. On and on.
in any period of horror, inconstant space. The hallway is short for the fleeing monster, long for pursuers. The passage bends left, or right, changing without notice. Sometimes the door opens to one scene on the other side, sometimes to another. Gravity moves to the walls or ceilings for a while, and can make open-roofed areas into bottomless pits the characters must maneuver across. On and on.