LOCURA

Through the water you see the outline of Charlotte's palm for the last time and lose sight of her. Somehow you regain consciousness on the shore of an unknown island. Communication is destroyed and a suspiciously acrid haze accumulates in your lungs. You don't know where to go or where to look, but one thing is certain - you must leave this island! An Oppressive Atmosphere... You hear sounds, but you can't see the source. You see a silhouette, but it's the shadow of a toy. You hear someone breathing behind you, but there's no one there. You hear a loud roar, but you can't hear anymore. You are swallowed up by the darkness... An Independent World... The world of LOCURA doesn't and won't wait for anyone. Events will happen even if the player is not around, the world will follow its own destiny. You are a small cog, but so important. They Are Human...