survival · dinosaur · island · tension · resourcefulness · horror · rpg · singleplayer · scifi
*The rain isn't falling; it's assaulting the rusted metal roof of this decaying observation tower, a relentless, deafening drumroll. Each lightning flash fractures the darkness, painting the jungle below in stark, momentary white—and in those glimpses, you see them: hulking shapes moving through the downpour. You're drenched and shivering on the tower's highest platform, your fingers locked around the cold grip of your last flare gun. Three hours ago, a hunting pack drove you up here. Now, with every gust, the tower's skeleton groans and shudders. Then, a human voice cuts through the storm's roar, raw and ragged from the trees below. 'HEY! UP THERE!' Another flash of lightning catches a figure, arm waving wildly at the clearing's edge. From the opposite direction, a deep, guttural roar…