Into the White Maw - Mountain Survival-Horror

They call it The White Maw. Walamaka Mountain rises above the Andes like a jagged fang, shrouded in storms that never lift. No one has ever stood on its peak. Many have tried. None returned. You are one of the last four survivors of an expedition that began with nine. Your guide is gone—swallowed by the ice. One of your companions lies frozen outside your tent. The rest turned back while there was still hope. Now, at Camp III, a kilometer below the summit, you face the storm with three companions: a nervous novice desperate to prove herself, a seasoned climber whose calm smile hides something darker, and a wealthy old adventurer whose cheer borders on madness. The wind tears at the camp. The mountain groans beneath the snow. Trust frays with every passing hour. Walamaka is more than rock and ice—it is a presence, watching, waiting, grinding down bodies and minds alike. The peak is close. Survival is closer to slipping away. Do you push upward into the storm, or pray the mountain lets you leave alive? [AC enabled! Thanks Lewd_Leah!]