THE NINE ZONE INTROS (STORE‑READY)

1. The Ferry Dock

The only way onto Campoon Island. Charon runs the ferry — retired from the River Styx, now captaining a sun‑bleached pontoon boat while wearing his famous Cheeseburger Revenge tee. The dock creaks, the water shifts, and something large lives under the pilings.

2. Boardwalk Row

Old carnival games, flickering neon, and monster‑run shops line this stretch of weathered boardwalk. It’s the island’s busiest zone, full of retired creatures selling trinkets, snacks, and questionable souvenirs.

3. DDLOA Headquarters

Home of the Dungeon, Den & Lair Owners Association — Campoon Island’s monster HOA. Mortimer the Lich runs the place with ancient bylaws and modern pettiness. All fines, violations, and official monster paperwork originate here.

4. Creature Courts

Shuffleboard, bocce, and lawn bowling — all fiercely competitive. Retired monsters gather here daily to argue about rules, brag about scores, and occasionally transform mid‑game. The courts are the island’s social hub.

5. The Swampwalk

A humid stretch of mangroves and boardwalks where swamp creatures, bog spirits, and muck‑dwellers prefer to live. It’s quiet, sticky, and full of strange noises after dark. Many of Periwinkle’s journal clues point here.

6. The Marina

Tentacle‑managed and kraken‑operated. Boats come and go, though most don’t go far. The marina is where sea monsters retire, fish stories become real, and the DDLOA collects dues with surprising efficiency.

7. Tiki Bar District

A cluster of beach bars run by sirens, vampires, and werewolves who only transform after happy hour. Neon lights, loud music, and questionable cocktails make this zone the island’s nightlife center.

8. Lair Loop

A cul‑de‑sac of dens, caves, crypts, and lairs — all retrofitted into Florida‑style condos. Retired monsters decorate their lairs with seashells, flamingos, and whatever the DDLOA hasn’t banned yet.

9. The Old Wilds

The last untouched part of Campoon Island. Overgrown, quiet, and full of secrets. This is where Periwinkle’s journal still matches the map — and where the grandson finds the strongest clues about the 63 missing years.