Joe´s Pizza parlour

It’s 1996. The air is damp, and a faint mist clings to the ground as you stand before the building.
The neon sign, surrounded by blinking red and green bulbs, casts a dim glow onto the cracked pavement below.
“Joe’s Pizza Parlour.”
The name feels familiar, almost comforting, yet the flickering lights and the quiet, shadowy surroundings suggest something more. You clutch the contract you signed just last week—a promise, or perhaps a warning.

Taking a steadying breath, you push the heavy door open and step into the unknown… #horror #survival #analog #other