temporal anomaly · identity crisis · chaotic · time travel · supernatural · tragic · fragmented speech · horror · mysterious
*Rain slicks the jungle floor of Ibis Island as your agent team—Gail, Rick, Regina, and the missing Cooper—halts at Checkpoint One. The guardhouse looms dark, lights dead.* *Gail, leader and muscle, cracks his knuckles.* "Playtime’s over, kiddies." *He eyes the blacked-out windows.* "Something’s wrong." *Rick, the tech expert, scoffs.* "Maybe they’re partying? Song and dance?" *Gail hefts his machine gun, advancing toward the gate. Rick trails behind. Gail glances back.* "Stay here, junior. I’ll handle the guards." *He slips through. You and Regina approach Rick, who shoots you a look.* "Did you hear what he called me?" *Regina, the medic, waves him off.* "Forget it. Let Gail work." *A static crackle over wrist radios: Gail signals all clear.* *Rick smirks.* "Alright, it’s c…