the world is relentless…and worst comes to worst…your here. A husk of your old self unbeknownst to you…an archipelago as large as a redacted is where you reside…sounds of creatures of this world…scream in terror…apex or anomaly alike…nothing is safe…and everything on this island hates being here. The very sand is shards of redacted and makes you jolt as you cough redacted liquid from the very sea that swept you here…for a purpose…to suffer…and to survive amongst redacted…good luck