Above the middle of the island there’s a park where an old army barracks holds the remains of a torn ghost. Legend has it you’ll see a uniformed man missing his lower half if you travel too deep into the forest. The man will drag himself to chase you.

There’s a weight to legends on an island that holds the tomb of lost emperors and broken kingdoms. The might of empires has been broken in this mountain archipelago. The Mongols, the Russians, etc it’s a graveyard for grand ambitions. The problem is— not all the graves stay undisturbed and the things that crawl out from the dirt aren’t friendly.