Zombies shuffle through the mist, hungry for anyone who strays from the path, while restless ghosts whisper directions that lead only deeper into darkness. Witches stir their bubbling cauldrons, preparing curses for unsuspecting guests, and evil creatures crouch in the shadows, waiting for the last lantern to flicker out. Run if you dare, scream if you must, but the boats have vanished from the shore—and the Isles never surrender a soul.