Stranded again, the group must fight their way through the undead to freedom. Their relief is short lived however, as the ship they are on also succumbs to the virus, and shipwrecks on yet another lush, tropical island. After surviving a virus outbreak that turns people into zombies, a small group of immune survivors escape the island of Banoi and are picked up by the military. Riptide picks up immediately where the original ends. For a game that seems perfectly suited to my tastes, Riptide never clicked with me, and it will soon be collecting dust on the shelf next to its predecessor. It waited so long that the sequel, Dead Island Riptide, came out and I was tasked with playing that for review instead. The original Dead Island is in the latter group, sitting on the shelf, still in its shrink wrap, waiting to be played.

In the corner of my living room is my shelf of shame, piled high with games that I have never gotten around to finishing, or in some cases never even played.