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Story: I haven't seen anything at the beginning. I was surrounded by white thick fog. Voices, more or less screams which reached my ears from almost all sides and faded out progressively. It was replaced by silent crackle That was certainly just a dream. Just an average dream. I tried to stand up on the feet, but I couldn't. I groped a way in a white dark, till I got that I am laying on bed having my chest constricted with the tight strap. It took me infinitely long to unbend me. In the meantime I got my eyesight back. A white veil was replaced by coloured dancing spots, which changed quickly into an interior of cold operating room. Except a nurse, there was nothing interesting in there. She was not standing far from me, so I could admire her nicely build butt. From that uncomfortable angle I couldn't see what she is doing. She surely didn't recognize that I am awake. I heaved a groan in order to attract her attention. She explained me what exactly happend to me. The last thing I was able to remember was doctor Brown. We were sitting in a jail and he bored me with some interpretation of some hypnosis. According to his words it was the only way how to explain me the events which brought him to jail. I didn't believe him at all. Old madman.... The nurse turned and smiled. But it was not a smile. It was an expresion of her face. The face which died a long time ago. There remained only a freaky grimace of bared teeth, empty eyes socket and a rags of putrid meat. She held a syringe in a bony hands. The syringe which is probably used for an elephants. The needle was stranded out of it almost ten centimeters, but I couldn't note it at that time. The nurse slowly but surely came near to me. As a death. I threw many tools from the table in the panic. I grabed the scalpel which just fell into my hands. My stomach got almost to my throat. The instinct of self-preservation was fortunately stronger. I don't know exactly what all that means, but I will fight for my life till the last drop of a blood. The fight didn't last long. The fear gave me an amazing power and a speed. This zombie's slow movements couldn't follow. When its head fell down, its body stiffed and collapsed next to it. I was sweating and my heart was close to a collaps. But I was alive. That was important. I don't know why, but it didn't make me happy at all. So as I would guess there's many others out there waiting for me....Much more... Game Features: * horror thriller with distinct action elements, * first-person point of view, * detailed graphics, * horror atmosphere, * dynamic music relating to the game's plot, * lots of action, mainly many close combat encounters, * adventure elements with an optimized level of complexity, * well-developed horror story line, * dark locales in various environments and different time periods, * variety of weapons and enemies, * single-player foundation where the player has a well-developed story at his/her disposal. The player is immersed in the role of the main hero, Jim Card, and with him, lives through his adventure in three different chapters. What makes Bloodline better: * realistically presented environment and horror atmosphere, * detailed and elaborated graphics * precise motion capture animation of the characters, * face-to-face combat with enemies, * captivating, atmospheric horror music.