Perhaps I dissociated, or the concussion knocked the sense out of me, but the fact that despite the excruciating torment, I’m raring for the next group venture into the Murkoff facility. After screaming, wailing, and a slight concussion thanks to a misplaced shelf and a horrific jumpscare, I ended the hour trial with the words, “That was fun we should play again tomorrow”. The fact that I’ll be plagued by dark specters for many seasons to come fills me with a strange joy. I feel comforted in the knowledge that Red Barrels has poured its heart and soul into The Outlast Trials While you can go back and help your fellow players, many may choose not to for the sake of self-preservation. In the chaos of the experiments, you are constantly separated from your team by aggressive test subjects and environmental traps.
It is this fear that players will experience in the trials when the security of a team is suddenly taken from you at unexpected moments. This sudden isolation makes the horror of facing the cult alone unbearable. In Outlast 2, you start the campaign with your partner, who is quickly taken from you by a malicious cult. In this way, it’s not all that dissimilar from the original titles.
Even in a team, players will regularly find themselves cut off from the group, isolated in an unknown location. Despite having a coop option, this survival horror game straddles the line between true terror and the joys of playing multiplayer brilliantly. However, The Outlast Trials takes the terror from the first few titles and modernizes it in a multiplayer environment. Unfortunately, there are plenty of chances to get electrocuted or gassed, thanks to the maze-like setting and complex puzzles. A trial lasts around an hour, with various stages where Murkoff will force you to complete challenges ranging from pushing carts to searching dead bodies. Be warned you do not want to see what’s at the end of the psychosis-induced tunnel. There’s a naked man with a hammer, an electrifying old test subject, numerous grunts, and even a gas mask-wearing scientist who doses you with drugs that will turn your trial into a psychosis-heavy nightmare.
My team’s objective is simple: make our way through the fun fair completing the trials and tasks while navigating the countless booby-traps, landmines, and bloodied mutilated subjects whose sole goal is to hunt down our team and tear us limb from limb. My heart is in my stomach, or more specifically, someone else’s heart literally is in my hand as I try to hit enough targets to earn a ticket and escape the spine-chilling horrors of The Outlast Trials fun fair before one of the several test subjects catches up to me and turns me into swiss cheese.
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