You are hunted
When you glimpse the visage of your predator, write its name on your paper
When you are harmed, tear off a bit of your paper
No paper
no blood
death
Muddled paper
no sanity
madness
When you encounter challenge, roll your three dice on your paper
An eleven succeeds
Dice on the paper are counted
You are good at one, bad at another and gain or lose a die in context:
scrambling
struggling
interpreting
When you are bleeding, roll
patch on some torn paper
When you want to clear your head, roll
erase that many letters
but will you be caught in invigilance?
Steal a car; grab a brick; brandish a cross; flee to sunlight; plead;
did it help?
A revision of my 2018 submission, CLIMB the SPIRE, which - to my chagrin - I made about a day too late, and have been waiting a year and some change to submit.