The bat whips through the back of the skull as if it’s made of nowt more than tissue paper, sending the eyeballs – stalks and all – flying. One deviates slightly to the left, as if it’s just spotted someone it knows and wants to say hello, whilst the other makes a beeline straight towards you, tumbling through the air in a lazy forward roll. It looks suitably wet and squishy, crimson drops darting off it right and left. You’re left with the distinct impression that if Dead Island 2's loading sequence hadn’t ended when it did, it would’ve plopped directly in your lap. There’s more, of course, ostensibly different but very much in a similar vein. One time, there’s a knife embedded in the skull. Another time, raw intestines dangle around the zombie’s knees, conjuring images of pink, fleshy sausages hanging in a butcher’s windows. It’s deliciously gruesome but strangely balletic, too, as though your undead friend may leap up and pirouette at any moment.
Dead Island 2
The Outlast Trials