The Forest alpha impressions | Thunderbolt

The Forest begins, not in a forest, but on a plane. An empty plane at that. Presumably flown by a pilot but otherwise vacant, besides from myself and the small boy clinging to my arm. My son? I would imagine so. There’s little else to see bar the clouds outside and the screen on the back of the seat in front. Necklace is the name of the in-flight movie; a horror movie, judging from the slashed neck on its box art. A vision of my not-too-distant future? I wouldn’t rule it out.