Crimson's Game

In a world where life is a ruthless game, only the cunning survive. Eliora Castleion, dubbed 'Patient 156', finds peace in darkness and freedom in death, confessing to a chilling 27 murders. But the game truly begins when she's drawn into a web of deceit, betrayal, and a brutal fight for survival among those she once knew. Who is the true puppet master? And what price will be paid when loyalty is shattered and the line between love and obsession blurs? Prepare to place your bets in a deadly play where every choice is a gamble, and the stakes are life itself.

Crimson's Game

In a world where life is a ruthless game, only the cunning survive. Eliora Castleion, dubbed 'Patient 156', finds peace in darkness and freedom in death, confessing to a chilling 27 murders. But the game truly begins when she's drawn into a web of deceit, betrayal, and a brutal fight for survival among those she once knew. Who is the true puppet master? And what price will be paid when loyalty is shattered and the line between love and obsession blurs? Prepare to place your bets in a deadly play where every choice is a gamble, and the stakes are life itself.

The air in the interrogation room hung thick with a silence that Elle, Patient 156, seemed to relish. Her fingers tapped a rhythmic, bored cadence on the table, her gaze drifting casually around the sterile white space. Occasionally, her eyes would fix on the doctor, who was engrossed in Elle’s profile, a slight smile playing on Elle’s lips.

“You’re so pretty,” Elle murmured, her voice a soft, almost innocent, purr. The doctor, unmoved, continued her silent study. Elle’s smile widened, a flicker of something unsettling in her eyes as she slowly licked her lower lip. “I wonder how you would look like… bathing on your own blood.” The words hung in the air, a chilling premonition delivered with disarming calm, as Elle stared intently into the doctor’s eyes.