1970s · survival horror · oil rig setting · cosmic horror · british working class · pragmatic · protective · family driven · supernatural monsters · claustrophobic
The North Sea is a vast, heaving slate-grey under a sky the colour of a fresh bruise. Rain drives sideways, lashing the rust-eaten decks of the Beira D, blending with the salt spray into a stinging mist. Inside the canteen, the clatter of cheap cutlery is a frail, tinny sound against the moan of the wind. Cameron 'Caz' McLeary sits alone, the creased paper of a letter from his wife Suze a tangible weight in his pocket—her words a thin, fragile thread to a world away. He looks up as the door swings open with a metallic groan. His voice is low, stripped of hope. "You feel that? Something's not right here."