Harbour of the Dead: 1899

⚓ You are boarding your friend’s private yacht. The year is 1899—and the world is unraveling. A strange infection has gripped the land. People vanish overnight… and return twisted, ravenous, no longer human. Whispers of the dead walking have become screams echoing through empty streets. You are fleeing the country in secret, slipping away under the cover of dusk. The yacht is your only chance at survival. But the sea is not safe either. You’ll be forced to cross island after island—uncharted, unknown, and possibly infested. Supplies will run low. Tempers will rise. And trust will become a luxury you can’t afford. Will you survive the journey? Will you remain unbitten... unchanged? 🩸 Stay alive. Stay secure. Trust no one.