I Work at a Lighthouse, The Rules Are the Only Reason I'm Still Alive.

🌫️🕯️ “Out here, the light doesn’t keep things away… it keeps them contained.” 🕯️🌫️ Working alone at a remote lighthouse was supposed to be simple — maintain the light, log the weather, wait out the storms. But the first thing I was given wasn’t a manual… it was a list of rules. Rules about when the light can never go dark. Rules about what to do if something starts circling the tower during heavy fog. Rules about ignoring voices that sound like people you know, calling from the rocks below. This chilling maritime horror story reveals why the rules exist and what happens when even one is broken. Out here, surrounded by endless water and crashing waves, the light isn’t just a guide for ships — it’s a warning. If you love , rule-based survival stories, ocean dread, and slow-burn atmospheric terror, this tale will keep you staring into the dark long after it ends. Turn off the lights, put on your headphones, and remember — the rules are the only reason anyone survives the night. 🎵 Support the Music: 🎤 Artist: @Myuu 📧 Contact:   / myuusic   💰Support Him On Patreon :   / myuuji