Alien Isolation Game Guide Novels & Stories

****** (Isla’s POV) Oh no, oh nooo… this cannot be happening. I’m too close to victory—this can’t ruin it all now. She’s the only one who can reveal everything to Ryder. And Ryder would definitely believe her, because that’s his granny. I have to eliminate her fast. Isla, think. Think! Do something, before the doctors call Ryder… A cold smirk spread across my lips. Oh, I have the perfect idea. I quickly texted my ally in vice, but unfortunately, she wasn’t online. Time was slipping away, and I couldn’t waste a second. I packed my essentials in a rush and locked the apartment door. Just as I stepped out, I froze.

The background behind Elise shimmered metal, frost, a blinking server node. > Lucien: “She’s in an old Helios farm. Arctic testing facility. Code name Aletheia.” > Sera (to Ava): “Trace the uplink. Get me a GPS in ten seconds or less.” > Ava: “Already halfway there.” Elise’s face flickered fully into view. Her eyes weren’t the same. Sharper. Haunted. But alive. > Elise (on stream): “You think you’re in control. You’re not. Not until you decide what matters more preserving Amber, or freeing the world from what it could become.”

"But I built this game. And I never lose." Thelma giggled, her excitement bubbling like madness. "Tell me the plan," she urged, leaning closer. "How do we do it?" Victoria didn’t answer immediately. She crossed the room, heels clicking, and drew back the curtain. The city below glittered, unaware of the venom being brewed above. Her eyes narrowed on the glowing horizon. "First," she said slowly, "we isolate him. Cut off his support, strip away his allies. Then, when he’s vulnerable, we strike. Hard. Fast. And without mercy."

Most of the guards had been pulled away, leaving only a skeleton crew. I moved quickly, using the shadows to my advantage as I made my way inside. The hum of machinery filled the air, the faint glow of monitors casting eerie shadows across the room. I reached the central terminal, pulling the device Victor had given me from my bag. "Let's see how you like this," I muttered, attaching it to the console. Isabel POV The first explosion rocked the industrial complex, sending debris flying into the air. Marissa and I ducked behind cover, the heat from the blast washing over us.

Isabelle answered with her eyes closed as she lay on the couch. “Good, good. Now I want you to focus on the sounds you hear. There’s water dripping somewhere and you can hear the drops fall and echo all around. Can you hear it?” she asked again. “Yes, I can,” “That’s good, Isabelle. Now, that dripping sound is going to stop in three seconds and when it does, you will be transported into another room where you will face your alter ego and fight for control of your mind. Are you ready?” “I’m ready,” Isabelle answered.

I wished them off, as I started up the boat, “And I’ll see you soon.” With that, the boat started up, and I headed off into the mostly unknown, towards my next destination. A ship with eighteen people, soon to be nineteen, primed and ready for a killing game improved on by the experience of the last. I would be controlling this alone, but I had ways to make it much more fair for me, and much more exciting for the game itself.

A low hum reverberated through the walls — the sound of systems rebooting. Then came the whisper — thousands of synchronized breaths. The remaining pods cracked open like eggshells. Figures stepped out — pale, identical, silent. All of them bore my face. My reflection multiplied into an army. Sable turned to them, raising her hand. “Rise. The new age begins.” I didn’t think — I just grabbed Isabella and ran. --- Isabella’s POV The world tilted and spun as Alexander dragged me through the collapsing tunnel. My head pounded, blood slick against my hair. Every breath burned.

Two guards stood near the edge, backs turned, arguing about something trivial. Isadora’s pulse roared in her ears. This was the moment. She took Amelia’s hand. Alina moved first, stepping forward as if she belonged there. She spoke to the guards calmly, gesturing toward a crate. They turned. Isadora moved. Everything happened at once. Shouts. Movement. The sound of metal hitting stone. The boat rocked. Isadora pushed Amelia forward, her strength focused, desperate. Alina followed, cutting the hose loose. A gun fired.

“Then explain exactly what happens next.” His gaze shifted between me and Isabella. “She reinforces the Axis manually.” “Meaning?” “She connects directly to the seal.” Absolutely not. “No.” Isabella spoke at the same time. “Yes.” I turned toward her sharply. “No.” “We don’t have another option.” “We find one.” “Before what? The underground apocalypse wakes up completely?” The frustration in her voice cracked through her fear now. Good. Anger means fight. I stepped closer to her instinctively. “And if connecting to the seal lets that thing into your head completely?”

“Manual isolation? That means someone has to enter the core terminal and disconnect them one by one“ “Yes. Which is why I said it's too risky“ “How long will the isolation take?“ I inquired. Elias did a quick calculation. “About two minutes each“ Two minutes each. That's a total of six minutes and the system overloads in eight. This truly was our best bet. Kai turned sharply towards me. “No“ I furrowed my brow, confused. “No?“ “I know what you're thinking, Alvara and I'm not going to let you“ “It's the only way to save Aurora“ Turning to Elias, I asked. “Where's the core terminal?“ He pointed towards the seal glass chamber at the center of the lab. “The control hub“ Kai grabbed my wrist, “Ar