Lighthouse Havoc throws you onto a storm-lashed rock where the beacon's gone from hope to trap. Survivors huddle in a lighthouse that used to sing of safety; now it rings with claws on steel. Demons prowl the surf. One cursed night the undead, drawn to the beam, flood the stairs and snatch your friends. Your mission: cross the island, rip them back, guide them to safety. Jagged cliffs, soaked docks, salt-slick stairs every route bites. The demons are relentless, they hear the crunch of gravel and they come. Use the light, or kill it. Time your runs between sweeping beams, bait packs away with a flicker, slip through back paths when the wind howls loud enough to hide your breath. Scavenge scraps into tools, break chains, carry the weak then improvise when it all goes sideways. Stealth flips into panic chases; quiet rescue into nail-biting last stands. The island don't forgive. But you? You're stubborn. Every step matters. Every friend saved turns the lighthouse from prison back into promise. Dive in and save them.