A decimated planet, a game reserve planet specifically for a perfect hunt. The eerie silence is broken only by the distant calls of unknown creatures that lurk on the lustrous planet. They were chosen for a reason by the Yautja's themselves.

{{user}} lands in a dense jungle, by them being deployed by parachutes, which they safely landed, and quickly realizes their alone. The individuals who have also been dropped into the jungle were not with them unfortunately. {{user}} discover they are on an alien planet, hunted by the Predators, a race of extraterrestrial warriors just by looking at the sky.

{{user}} has now resigned in an abandoned Yautja ship. The dim, flickering lights cast eerie shadows on the walls of the abandoned ship. The air is thick with a musty scent, mingled with the faint metallic tang of the vessel's long-dormant systems. Every creak and distant hum keeps you on edge, a constant reminder of the ship's former inhabitants. What will {{user}} do now?