<div class="black-textbox">
(align:"<==>")+(box:"X")[=
You desperately try to get in contact with the radio, but realize that you won’t get any help from the other end. You are all alone. You leave the plane, grabbing your backpack, journal, and broken radio.
The island itself is… enchanting. You find your gaze being drawn to the ocean waves lapping along the shoreline. It seems to be beckoning you.
Taking in your surroundings, you see flickers of a golden flame in the distance. You decide to approach. As you get closer, you can make out the faint outlines of a tent.
You should go [[check it out|Find tapes]]
</div>
<audio src ="https://static.wixstatic.com/mp3/2fb825_97594dfc40e14c1cbacd8596cad4b57b.mp3" autoplay><div class="black-textbox">
Not wanting to pursue the sound, you decide to cross the stream directly. As you’re walking along, you find a peculiar looking rock by your foot. You lean down and pick up the rock. It blinked at you. It was crab.
Surprisingly, the crab seems very content to be in your presence. ''Taking a break from your mission, you sit down and sketch the crab in your journal.''
{
(live: 13s)[
(stop:)
After drawing the crab, you [[head to beach|Beach]].
]
}
</div>
<audio src ="https://static.wixstatic.com/mp3/2fb825_4ae1a6b9be764230b6203c4b7710b6ff.mp3" autoplay>{
(live: 36s)[
(stop:)
<div class="black-textbox">
Following the splash downstream, you wade into the water. As you’re walking, your foot kicks a sharp object. You look down. A skeleton lies at the bottom of the stream, its bones peeking up onto the shoreline. As you pick it up, you notice that the necklace has an "R" engraved into it alongside a mermaid figure. ''Leaning closer, you decide to open your journal and draw it.''''
After that you [[head to beach|Beach]].
]
}
</div>
<audio src ="https://static.wixstatic.com/mp3/2fb825_25cfdf642ed84ccc9a18c9657b809521.mp3" autoplay><div class="black-textbox">
Deciding against going near the wreckage, you head to the cluster of rocks in the distance. You hike the winding path through the rocks. You turn to look at the view.
The ocean crashes against the shoreline. It seems to have gotten more restless as the night continues. There was something in the air, something was happening.
You continue to the [[rocks]].
</div>
<audio src ="https://static.wixstatic.com/mp3/2fb825_58819e92f8524c2f9b52b510a88f5116.mp3" autoplay><div class="black-textbox">
{
(live: 30s)[
(stop:)
The ocean waves grow restless. You cautiously approach the wreckage, unsure of what wildlife may be inhabiting the broken boat. The wood splinters where small holes have chipped away at the planks. As you grow closer, you notice that they appear to be bullet holes. You circle the boat.
''You decide to pull out your journal and sketch the boat and the markings of where the bullet struck the wood.'' Much to your dismay, you realize that the holes themselves created the shape of a “U”.
You leave the ship behind and head to the [[rocks]].
</div>
]
}
</div>
<audio src ="https://static.wixstatic.com/mp3/2fb825_527a3798880145eb8528aacfbe353eff.mp3" autoplay><div class="black-textbox">
The sound of trickling water catches your attention. You move on, continuing to explore the island. You follow the sound. Soon, you come across the opening to a cave. You can't help but feel as if you're being watched, yet as you peer in the entrance of the cave, nothing is there. You wonder if you should [[head inside]] or go [[around the cave]].
</div>
<audio src ="https://static.wixstatic.com/mp3/2fb825_ec22609107ca432f97d4b9fd9aa5785d.mp3" autoplay><div class="black-textbox">
You begin to row back to the campsite. As you’re circling around the island, a familiar scream sounds in the air. Your heart races as you realize that the choking screams of terror were none other than the voice from the tapes... Tate.
As you turn in the boat, desperately searching the waters for where he could be, your journal flicks open to your notes.
You’re running out of time.. And so is Tate. Do you [[ignore his pleas for help]] or do you [[save him]]?
</div>
<audio src ="https://static.wixstatic.com/mp3/2fb825_489acf9d40be4ba2a03914785373aacd.mp3" autoplay loop><div class="black-textbox">
As you venture deeper and deeper into the heart of the island, a feeling of isolation and hopelessness washes over you. The island’s vastness only seemed to grow with your despair.
You come across a stream that splits the island in half. Despite its miniature size, you can’t help but feel as if it is more menacing than it appears.
{
(live: 8s)[
(stop:)
Suddenly, your thoughts are interrupted by a splash. Your gaze darts down the stream. It certainly was no fish. You can either [[follow the noise]] or [[cross the stream on a direct path]].
]
}
</div>
<audio src ="https://static.wixstatic.com/mp3/2fb825_23239801e08d4b5f88d3dba4b0a8f97e.mp3" autoplay>{
(live: 26s)[
(stop:)
<div class="black-textbox">
Some time later, the path begins to diverge into two separate directions. The ocean waves seem to slow, anticipating your choice.
One way appears to continue down the beach. In the distance, you can make out what appears to be the wreckage of a [[broken boat]]. The [[other way]] continued down the opposite side of the beach. Its path winding into a cluster of jagged rocks. You debate which way to go.
]
}
</div>
<audio src ="https://static.wixstatic.com/mp3/2fb825_89d1c0c1bb8144f58203892617787bda.mp3" autoplay>{
(live: 37s)[
(stop:)
<div class="black-textbox">
Cautiously, you duck inside the cave, placing one foot after the other. The moonlight is barely enough for you to make out your surroundings. As you head deeper and deeper into the cave, something captures your attention.
You turn to look at one of the walls. You stepped closer. Crudely scratched into one of the walls was a faint “N”. The smear of blood around it caught your attention, even though it appeared to be [[tattered with poor materials]].
]
}
</div>
<audio src ="https://static.wixstatic.com/mp3/2fb825_324a8ecb409c4b37bebba71952948a3c.mp3" autoplay>
<div class="black-textbox">
You thought you could see a path around the cave, not wanting to risk getting lost in the system of caverns, you cautiously navigate the cliffside around it. Below you, a small boat was lodged in the rocks. Other than a few scratches, it appeared to be undamaged and usable. You scale down the cliff and dislodge it from the rocks.
Pushing it away, you leap inside to find a pair of paddles already there. You travel on the [[stream]]
</div>
<audio src ="https://static.wixstatic.com/mp3/2fb825_58819e92f8524c2f9b52b510a88f5116.mp3" autoplay><div class="black-textbox">
You’ve stumbled upon a campsite. You call out but there is no answer. Whoever was here before seems to be long gone. You glance around the encampment trying to debate how recently it was used, but it seems impossible to tell. Perhaps it’s been abandoned.
You approach the tent and open the flaps. It’s clear that someone was living here. You flip through the items, trying to search for any clues as to who this person was or where they might be. Hidden among the various trinkets, you find a cassette tape. On a mission to find the cassette player, you debate looking [[behind the bed]] or [[behind the cupboards]].
</div>
<audio src ="https://static.wixstatic.com/mp3/2fb825_861777c435ce46598dfe2b567bdff19f.mp3" autoplay><div class="black-textbox">
After your thorough dig through the tent, you eventually find the player.
You pop in the cassette and listen.
{
(live: 40s)[
(stop:)
After listening to Tate, you go [[check out the Island|Explore Island]]
]
}
</div>
<audio src ="https://static.wixstatic.com/mp3/2fb825_b1602e3c78534f888e9b96f064e077ff.mp3" autoplay><div class="black-textbox">
After your thorough dig, you eventually find the player.
You pop in the cassette and listen.
{
(live: 40s)[
(stop:)
After listening to Tate, go [[check out the Island|Explore Island]]
]
}
</div>
<audio src ="https://static.wixstatic.com/mp3/2fb825_b1602e3c78534f888e9b96f064e077ff.mp3" autoplay><div class="black-textbox">
You desperately paddle to the direction of the cries. As you do so, a chill runs down your spine. Was he already sinking below the depths? You put your paddles down, leaping into the water. The waves threaten to shove you under, but you fight against it. Your muscles strain against the power of the ocean. You dive beneath the surface, the salt stinging your eyes as you hunt for Tate.
You quickly approach the shore and swim to the voice. As you get closer to it, it vanishes. Now you are stuck far from land, but you hear Tate once again from behind you.[[turn around]]
</div>
<audio src ="https://static.wixstatic.com/mp3/2fb825_d17bd07158e047f58aaaabac98efcaba.mp3" autoplay loop><div class="black-textbox">
Your gaze flicks to your notes. Something wasn’t right… Tate’s screams of terror rang in your ears. Yet, you couldn’t bring yourself to paddle towards him. You turn your boat to the opposite direction. Tate’s cries grew louder, more desperate as you paddled away. Then they fell silent. A sense of relief washed over you. The waves seemed to calm, growing more tranquil, pushing you away from the cursed island. You lean back in your boat, [[you are safe]]
</div>
<audio src ="https://static.wixstatic.com/mp3/2fb825_b0e9ad737132433bb9529195d4793c07.mp3" autoplay loop><div class="black-textbox">
Your lungs scream in protest. You kick your way back to the surface, gasping for breath. You still haven’t found Tate. There’s a flicker of movement beneath you. Your heart leaps in your chest. Could it be..?
{
(live: 15s)[
(stop:)
She was the last sight you saw before you were dragged into the [[cruel abyss…]]
]
}
</div>
<audio src ="https://static.wixstatic.com/mp3/2fb825_94e59320c62449bea534fd5c6c2fcc45.mp3" autoplay loop><div class="black-textbox">
At least you’re (not) alone…
{
(live: 5s)[
(stop:)
*The End*
]
}
</div>
<audio src ="https://static.wixstatic.com/mp3/2fb825_e55c5d66eeae44e2ba2e641e33c43031.mp3" autoplay loop><div class="black-textbox">
Maybe in the end it was best to be alone...
{
(live: 5s)[
(stop:)
*The End*
]
}
</div>
<audio src ="https://static.wixstatic.com/mp3/2fb825_e55c5d66eeae44e2ba2e641e33c43031.mp3" autoplay loop><div class="black-textbox">
''*(not) Alone*''
Before you start, remember to turn on fullscreen beforehand, and headphones are recommended for the best experience.
Please have a pen and paper nearby to journal your thoughts and details that you want to remember throughout your adventure.
Keep your eyes and ear open.
Click [[here|Beginning]] to begin.
</div>
<audio src ="https://static.wixstatic.com/mp3/2fb825_e55c5d66eeae44e2ba2e641e33c43031.mp3" autoplay loop>{
(live: 5s)[
(stop:)
TEXT GOES HERE
]
}
<div class="black-textbox">
</div><div class="black-textbox">
You stare in horror at the sight. You had no idea what it meant, but you didn’t want to find out. You quickly sprint from the cave, scaling the cliff sides near it. Below you, a small boat was lodged in the rocks. Other than a few scratches, it appeared to be undamaged and usable.
You lower yourself down the cliff and dislodge it from the rocks. Pushing it away, you leap inside to find a pair of paddles already there. ''Safe inside the boat, you take out your journal and sketch your findings from the cave while you travel on the [[stream]].
''
</div>
<audio src ="https://static.wixstatic.com/mp3/2fb825_992bbebad85d40e4916d86434d2d72f5.mp3" autoplay>