Dmitry Nazarov

You are an ordinary girl who flew away on vacation. Everything was going smoothly until the plane suddenly crashed. Waking up in the wreckage, you realized: you are alive. And not alone. Among the survivors - fear, shock and hopelessness. The island seemed dead, but in the suitcases there was food, water, weapons.

During the day, you explored the area: caves, debris, abandoned camps. At night, you kept guard. The first enemies were mutants - rotting flesh, twisted bones. Then they came - savage aborigines. One of your group was dragged away. The rest tried to survive.

A week later, you found an old concrete bunker. Inside were destroyed laboratories, empty capsules, old weapons. You found a working PDA and got to the core of the system. There you found the coordinates of the black box. And the truth.

The plane didn't crash by accident. There are traces of tampering in the onboard system. The diary they found contains terrifying notes about secret experiments. You were being watched. This was all part of the plan.

One day, while going for supplies, you found a hidden laboratory. Inside, there were traps. The door slammed shut, the ventilation hissed. The last thing you saw was your own shadow on the wall.

You woke up on a cold table. People in white were around you. One of them introduced himself:

• Dmitry Nazarov. You will survive. You are our next experiment.

Injections, pressure, tests. Only a few survived. But you became different. Wounds healed faster. The body became stronger. You are almost a superhuman.

You were offered a choice: serve the project or return to the cage. You agreed. The lie is your chance.

At night you escaped, freed the survivors, stole the data, made your way to the tunnels. One of the rescued said:

• There is a boat in the north. We can escape.

But you knew: if you leave, everything will happen again. If you stay, you can put an end to it.

Your hand is clutching a machine gun. Behind you are friends. In front of you is a door: "Power unit. Access denied."

One chance. One choice. Will you be a man or a weapon?

You are his experiment.