zombie apocalypse style in the dimly lit bowling alley, an ettercap stands at the center of the lane, its twisted, nightmarish face illuminated by the flickering fluorescent lights above. its eyes glow with an otherworldly green light as it surveys the surrounding lanes, the sound of crashing pins and distant screams echoing through the air. the walls are adorned with cobweb covered trophies and dusty bowling balls, while the ettercap's long, spindly arms grasp a worn out ball, its fingers stained with what appears to be scarlet or oil. a 30 year old woman, dressed in a faded yellow sundress, lies motionless on the lane, her eyes frozen in terror as she stares up at the creature that has claimed this once peaceful bowling alley as its own domain. the air is thick with an unholy energy, as if the very fabric of reality has been warped to accommodate the ettercap's malevolent presence. . undead hordes, post apocalyptic worlds, survival horror, constant threat