Survivorโ€™s Log: Two in the Pipeline

Survivorโ€™s Log: Two in the Pipeline

This is another short pipeline note rather than an announcement. Just a record of whatโ€™s coming next and why.

There are two games lined up, both relatively contained, and both chosen because they fit the kind of survival experiences I want to document right now.

Slender: The Arrival

The first is Slender: The Arrival.

I originally played it when it first released. Since then, itโ€™s received a 10th Anniversary update that effectively rebuilds the experience and introduces new content, including an additional location.

Because of that reset, this isnโ€™t a nostalgia run. Itโ€™s closer to approaching a familiar idea in a form thatโ€™s changed enough to warrant a fresh look.

This will sit under Survivorโ€™s Dread, recorded as a single-attempt run, with the logs reflecting how the attempt unfolds rather than aiming for a specific outcome.

Iron Lung

The second is Iron Lung.

Interest around it has increased recently because of the upcoming film adaptation, which is what initially put it on my radar.

What actually held my attention was hearing how personal the project was, and how much of the atmosphere and intent came directly from the game itself.

Iโ€™ve been aware of the creator behind the adaptation for a while, but Iโ€™ve never followed their content directly. What stood out wasnโ€™t who was making the film, but the decision to make a film at all.

Choosing to adapt a small, largely unknown game suggested there was something specific in the source material that made it worth that level of commitment.

That curiosity is what led me here โ€” to the game itself, rather than the adaptation built around it.

This will be treated as a one-off survival horror run. A single attempt, recorded without embellishment, documenting the experience as it unfolds.

Nothing Locked In

There are no dates attached to either of these yet. Theyโ€™ll be recorded and published when thereโ€™s space, rather than being slotted in to chase relevance.

As always, the point isnโ€™t to follow momentum elsewhere. Itโ€™s to document things that feel worth documenting at the time.

Surviving, Not Suffering

๐Ÿฉธ Derailed & Doomed: A Choo Choo Charles Survival Diary Log 3: TNT, Torpedoes & Terrible Timing

Platform: Steam Deck
Rule: Apex Predator (Charles must kill me three times for the run to end)

โš™๏ธ Survival Status: 3 Strikes Total
Only Charles can take them away.
Each egg restores a lost strike โ€” but I canโ€™t exceed three.
When the last oneโ€™s gone, the run ends.

โ€œIf thereโ€™s a bad time to use explosives, Iโ€™ll find it.โ€



I start by doing a quick sweep for guards near the mine thatโ€™s supposedly holding ammo for the rocket launcher. Thankfully, no oneโ€™s around โ€” which is rare, and suspicious. The entrance itself, however, is locked. Naturally.

My map says, โ€œFind a way in.โ€ Okay, fair enough. I look around and find some TNT. Perfect. If that doesnโ€™t open a door, nothing will.

Important survival lesson: stand further back when lighting TNT. I take a chunk of damage from the blast, and Iโ€™m pretty sure Charles just got a notification that Iโ€™m being an idiot. If he missed that one, donโ€™t worry โ€” I detonate a second explosive down the tracks. More fire, more noise, more damage to me. Subtlety is dead, but the door isnโ€™t. Yet somehow, the mine opens, and I grab the rockets.

Back to John Smith, who hands over The Boomer. Iโ€™m officially armed and ready to make even more bad decisions.

Lighthouse Lunacy

My next bright idea: go exploring. I notice a marker close to the islandโ€™s edge. Against every instinct I have, I run for it. Turns out itโ€™s a lighthouse, home to a woman named Claire โ€” who needs the breakers fixed.

Thereโ€™s a shed nearby with four breakers. Easy enough. I sprint over, slot them in, and head back. Apparently, I โ€œmissed a step.โ€ Turns out I need to turn them on, and itโ€™s a little puzzle. Thirty seconds later, lights on, job done. Claire thanks me by saying fixing the lighthouse will help others spot us more easily. Yes, Claire. Including Charles.

I make a break for the train. The moment I mark my next stop, I hear it โ€” that whistle. Round two is on.

Round 2: Return of the Rail Demon

Charles is far more persistent this time. I test out The Boomer and land a few solid hits. He claws, rams, and screeches like heโ€™s auditioning for the next Doom soundtrack. Twice, I think heโ€™s gone, and twice, he charges back in. After burning through some scrap for repairs, I finally drive him off. Victory number two to me.

Feeling cocky, I decide to visit another local โ€” Ronny, who seems like heโ€™s gearing up to tell me his life story. Nope. He just wants me to climb some dangerously tall buildings for a box of papers, promising maybe one scrap as a reward. I climb anyway, find a tin of paint for the train (score), but fail a jump and lose a scrap.

Technically, that did count as a โ€œdeathโ€ โ€” but since it wasnโ€™t at the claws or wheels of Charles himself, it doesnโ€™t break the Apex Predator Rule. Accidental gravity-assisted injuries are free passes in this run.

After a few more attempts, I decide Ronnyโ€™s box isnโ€™t worth the spinal injuries. My train, on the other hand, gets a stylish new coat of paint โ€” a well-earned upgrade after surviving two Charles encounters.

Danger on the Hill

Feeling brave โ€” or stupid, juryโ€™s out โ€” I go for Theodoreโ€™s supply box next. Unfortunately, the areaโ€™s crawling with Cultists. I spot one and think Iโ€™ve figured out his patrol pattern. I havenโ€™t. The second guard ambushes me from uphill. I sprint for the train, but pause to open my map โ€” rookie mistake. The cultist scores a hit.

As Iโ€™m running, I hear that familiar whistle again. Charles is awake, and maybe itโ€™s a blessing in disguise that I didnโ€™t grab that box. I dive into my train, patch up, and decide both Theodoreโ€™s mission and Ronnyโ€™s tower of death can wait.

For now, the plan is simple: find the next closest survivor, avoid blowing myself up again, and maybe, just maybe, make it to Log 4 without turning into train food.


Need a guide? Explore every stop, scrap pile, and spider sighting with the Aranearum Island Map Guide โ€” your unofficial atlas to surviving the rails.


Continue the Journey

โ† Log 2: Flame, Speed, and Fetch Quests | Log 4 โ†’

Choo Choo Charles โ€“ Day One Diary: Eugene, Eggs, and Accidental Manslaughter

My Choo Choo Charles day one diary includes a monster-hunting job, a sprinting NPC, and Eugeneโ€™s untimely (and possibly avoidable) demise.


The Job Offer That Shouldโ€™ve Been a Red Flag

I got a call from Eugene. Said he had a job that would help โ€œmy museum.โ€ Didnโ€™t specify how, didnโ€™t ask if I had museum experience, just told me it was time to go monster hunting. I shouldโ€™ve asked questions. Like โ€œwhat kind of monster?โ€ or โ€œwhy me?โ€ or โ€œhave you ever heard of hazard pay?โ€

Instead, I said yes.


Meet Charles: Part Locomotive, Part Arachnid, All Nightmare Fuel

I found myself rowing to a misty, ominous island with Eugene casually explaining that weโ€™re up against a half-train, half-gigaspider named Charles.
Cool. Totally normal Saturday

Upon docking, Eugene says thereโ€™s a train up the hill we can use โ€” but also notes Charles isnโ€™t the only thing to worry about. Then he bolts. Full sprint. No hesitation. Just gone. Iโ€™m used to NPCs dragging their feet, not outpacing me like theyโ€™ve got somewhere better to be.


Learning the Ropes (and the Rail Controls)

Eugene points me to a nearby shack with the key to access the train. This is where I learn how to use the map and set waypoints. Handy, and slightly more intuitive than most in-game maps.

I return with the key, unlock the garage, and meet my new metal ride. Itโ€™s already equipped with a mounted machine gun and has three levers: forward, reverse, and stop. Thatโ€™s it. No cup holder. No horn. No emotional support buttons.


First Encounter: Train vs. Terror

I hit the forward lever and the train lurches ahead โ€” straight into my first encounter with Charles.

Cue panic.

The gun works, technically. But it does about as much damage as a water pistol might do to a tank. Charles shrugs it off, mauls Eugene mid-sentence, and disappears into the fog.

Iโ€™m left alone. On a moving train. Slightly traumatised.


About That Stopping Distanceโ€ฆ

After the chaos, I check the map to reorient myself and decide to go back to Eugene โ€” assuming heโ€™s maybe clinging to life. I reverse the train and, thinking Iโ€™ve lined it up just right, I slam the stop lever.

I do not stop in time.

I run over Eugene.

Itโ€™s unclear whether Charles killed him or if I finished the job by turning him into railkill. Either way, his final words croak out โ€” something about finding the eggs and stopping Charles once and for all.

No pressure.


If you enjoyed this one, please check out my other Day One Diaries | Survival Game Playthroughs & First-Day Survival Challenges

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