In 1911, Germany, Silas Beaumont, a sharp financial expert from France, works at Schwarzer Gulden Finanz, bound to ledgers and balance sheets, which lull him into complacency.
This comfort shatters when he is summoned from his office for a chilling task: investigating the disappearance of account holders in the foreboding Beskaska, a land filled with whispering forests and ancient ruins. What starts as a simple banking issue turns into a dark enigma. The numbers may not lie, but neither do the shadows.
In Beskaska, the air buzzes with supernatural whispers, as if the land itself negates logic. Silas faces nightmares that gnaw at his sanity, haunting him with each step he takes into the depths of fear.
This tale of dread has been rattling around in my head for quite some time, whispering in the dark corners of my mind, clawing at the edges of wakefulness. It was long overdue to grace all of you with my nightmare. The Scream-Eater is not just a story—it is a descent, a creeping unease that lingers long after the final page. It is a world where silence is survival, where logic falters, and where the numbers may never lie, but the shadows always tell the truth.
I invite you to step into Beskaska, to lose yourself in its fog-choked streets and hollow echoes. To feel the weight of unseen eyes, to hear the hush of something waiting, lurking, listening. This is a story born from fascination and fear, a tribute to the quiet horrors that creep through history and folklore.
Read carefully. Listen closely. And above all else—do not scream.
[The End is Now]
This tale of dread has been rattling around in my head for quite some time, whispering in the dark corners of my mind, clawing at the edges of wakefulness. It was long overdue to grace all of you with my nightmare. The Scream-Eater is not just a story—it is a descent...
