Father and son adrift in a small raft in the middle of the night when we came upon two flying dragons attacking a huge brontosaurus with their fire breathing weapons. The graphics were amazing and it was a glorious battle. Then I fell off the raft and drowned and he started starving to death. It was total chaos and panic for a couple of minutes. My son was getting upset that he might die because we would lose the raft. And we had spent a lot of time gathering the resources to build it. I had to put on my “dad hat” and remind him it was just a game. In the end he survived and I did not. And I lost all my stuff including my bow. What a great game!