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It’s been a big year for space enthusiasts and we’re not even halfway through
Rebirth
Rebirth
Imagine if simon had to leave you behind because you were badly injured on a mission?
He hid you away, safe, before getting the rest of the team. But when medical came you were gone..
No signs of struggle, no drag path, no blood.
No signs you existed.
They searched with dogs, choppers, men on the ground. But nothing was ever recovered.
No dog tags to give your family.
No body to bury.
No uniform to hang.
So weighted with guilt simon wonders everyday what happened to you.
Where to dragged off by enemy soldiers?
But no blood splatter...
No shreds from animals getting to you...no flesh torn.
So then what..?
He tried to move on but he couldn't, seeing visions of you in the dark, waking up in cold sweats..
He never should have left you behind..
One night when he sat on the couch, beer in hand, gear tossed to the side he wanted to watch some tv before calling it a day, but he couldn't turn the tv on for whatever reason.
He sat, slightly confused staring at the black screen before he heard his Radio crackle.
He checked it, maybe he was drunk...
But it was switched off, but static was still coming out, coming through on an old unused channel, with the right encryption files he could understand it now.
''I'm right where you left me...''
It was your voice!
He threw his radio clean across the room, it thudding against the wall heavily before falling to the floor.
He backed away from the radio, breathing heavily, years of mounted and suppressed emotions and trauma coming back crashing over him.
A scary thought came across his mind, Maybe he should answer..?
The radio breathed, then followed by a small sob.
He tried to answer but he was too choked up, trying to keep it together.
When Gaz came to check what the loud thud was, he found simon sitting on the floor, head in his hands, shaking violently.
Simon looked up as Gaz walked in, eyes bloodshot.
''Gaz...She's a carcass,but.. she still haunting me..''
found you!
Never-ending, this place is
For the past several months, I've had the immense pleasure of working as a creature and character designer, as well as an illustrator, on the upcoming tabletop survival horror game Pilgrim: The Haunted Frontier.
Created by Buer Games (1490 Doom and Carnivore), the game is set in the early 17th century and follows a group of stranded pilgrims whose only chance of survival lies deep inside the haunted forests of a strange new world.
This is just a small sample of the illustrations I've created for the game, with much more to be revealed as we get closer to release.
You can sign up on Gamefound now to be notified when the campaign launches. You can also download the core rules and a sample scenario here for free so you can test the game for yourself.
Scott mcall from teen wolf ok
Vault of Evil (1973) #3.
