NEON GRAVES — 1987, LAS VEGAS

The Strip never went dark.

The lights still blaze across the desert sky... even after the dead began to rise.

What starts as rumors of bad drugs and strange behavior becomes something impossible to ignore: Elvis impersonators collapsing mid-performance, wedding guests vanishing into screaming crowds, and something wrong moving behind the casino glass.

Las Vegas has fallen... but it didn’t go quiet.

It mutated.

Not all the dead are the same. Some are fast. Some are wrong in ways that don’t make sense. Bodies don’t always come back whole... or symmetrical... or human. And the longer they linger, the worse they become.

A few survivors show resistance. Others... change in subtle ways no one understands yet.

And through it all, the city keeps glowing.

Among the chaos, you are not alone.

Champ — a battered but loyal Boxer-Lab mix stays close at your side. Watchful. Protective. Willing to stand between you and whatever the city has become.

In Neon Graves, survival isn’t about escaping the city.

It’s about surviving what it turns into next.

Its been forever since i posted on here. I may make a return.