The Atlas: A Horror Movie LitRPG (The Game at Carousel Book 3) by Rob M. Lastrel

Author:Rob M. Lastrel [Lastrel, Rob M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Podium Publishing
Published: 2024-12-10T00:00:00+00:00

The black snow Apocalypse had taken over that storyline, turning it into some sort of disjointed sequel or reboot. I had no idea what fate awaited the players who had been caught in it.

Before I had time to process what I had just seen, the next trailer started to play.

The music shifted to a serene melody as images of lakes, rivers, and beaches appeared on the screen. Families laughed, kids played in the water, and couples lounged on the shore.

“Water, the essence of life …”

The scene shifted to a secluded pond nestled within the forest. The tranquility of the pond was accentuated by small waterfalls trickling from the surrounding rocks.

“… and the harbinger of death …”

The camera zoomed out to show a handmade wooden fence surrounding the pond. Warning signs were prominently displayed, including signs that said “Private Property” and “No Trespassing.” Nearby, a shrine of some sort could be seen adorned with candles and mysterious symbols.

A man’s voice could be heard saying, “You know how much we paid for this vacation? We got the top package. If there’s a private swimming hole, we deserve to swim in it. What are they going to do? Charge us extra?”

A group of tourists carrying hiking equipment walked through the forest, laughing and chatting with each other. They disregarded the warnings on the fence and climbed right over. One of them, with a mischievous grin, did a cannonball into the pristine water.

I recognized them. They were more players from the lodge. One of the stronger teams, if my memory was correct.

“Water has a memory of its own …”

Cut to a scene in a bathroom as one of the women in the hiking group was preparing for a shower. As she was getting ready, she looked over into the bathtub and saw that there was a long-haired figure behind the shower curtain. In a panic, she pulled the shower curtain open, only to reveal that no one was there.

The screen cut to black.

“Something is happening; we can’t ignore this any longer,” the woman said.

“We should have listened!”

The main characters gathered around an elder wearing spiritual regalia. He had a grave expression on his face. He spoke in a foreign tongue, his words displayed in subtitles.

“You must lift the curse before the next rainfall. If you fail to do this, you will be doomed.”

In the next scene, dark clouds gathered overhead as the wind howled. The main characters, all of whom I recognized as players, looked up in horror.

“It’s too early to rain already! We barely even started!” one of them said.

But of course, instead of rain, black snow started to fall from the clouds. Everyone stared at it in disbelief and horror.

The narrator continued. “Some secrets are buried deep underwater. Others under snow.”

The screen faded back to black, and then the title emerged.

Head Below Water: The Black Snow.

“Coming soon.”

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