Control
Tap and drag to stretch the stick across the gap—release to lock it onto the far cliff’s edge. Move quickly, or the prowling dinosaurs below will devour you the moment you slip.
description
The air reeks of primal fear—rusted gates screech, alarms wail, and the ground shudders under the weight of creatures that shouldn’t exist. You sprint blindly, lungs burning, as guttural roars slice through the chaos. Velociraptors dart between crumbling structures, their claws scraping concrete; a T. rex’s thunderous bellow shakes the trees ahead. There’s no shelter, no weapons—just a splintered stick clutched in your sweat-slick palm. It’s pathetic, barely longer than your arm, but it’s all that stands between you and the nightmare closing in. A snarl echoes behind—too close. You vault over a fallen log, grip the stick like a lifeline, and plunge deeper into the jungle. Shadows twist into teeth and talons. Every snapped twig screams *run*. Every breath could be your last. Survival isn’t about strength now—it’s about speed, cunning, and how violently you’re willing to swing that rotting piece of wood when death finally lunges from the ferns.
