Humanity thought it had made first contact. Instead, it signed a contract. Deep in the desert, the Watchtower Facility promised peaceful diplomacy with an alien intelligence. Samara Rios and a small group of handpicked specialists were sent to witness history. They expected science. Unity. Revelation. What they found was an audience. Dragged into a living, breathing nightmare called the Hive, the team awakens to a world sculpted from bone, flesh, and memory-an organic amphitheater where pain is currency, and performance is survival.
Watched by godlike entities known as the Glogothians, each trial is more than terror-it's entertainment. As guilt becomes weapon, betrayal becomes ritual, and each sacrifice draws applause, the question becomes not how to escape..but how much of your humanity you can lose before the curtain falls. Welcome to the final show. You were never the audience. You were always the act.
Humanity thought it had made first contact. Instead, it signed a contract. Deep in the desert, the Watchtower Facility promised peaceful diplomacy with an alien intelligence. Samara Rios and a small group of handpicked specialists were sent to witness history. They expected science. Unity. Revelation. What they found was an audience. Dragged into a living, breathing nightmare called the Hive, the team awakens to a world sculpted from bone, flesh, and memory-an organic amphitheater where pain is currency, and performance is survival.
Watched by godlike entities known as the Glogothians, each trial is more than terror-it's entertainment. As guilt becomes weapon, betrayal becomes ritual, and each sacrifice draws applause, the question becomes not how to escape..but how much of your humanity you can lose before the curtain falls. Welcome to the final show. You were never the audience. You were always the act.