In the cursed summer of 1973, the Isla Del Sol set sail—a decadent cruise helmed by Hannah and Michael, promising sun-soaked days, rum-soaked nights, and tropical escape. But somewhere between moonlight and madness, the voyage turned. A storm struck. The ship vanished—wrecked on a fog-shrouded island crawling with ancient spirits and hungry shadows.

Now, the Isla Del Sol sails again—warped by time, stitched together with coral and cursed wood, captained by the undead echoes of its former hosts. From port to port, they lure the living with hypnotic music, exotic cocktails, and the illusion of paradise. But no one disembarks unchanged.

This is Dead Isla—a Detroit-born nightmare wrapped in tiki trimmings. Born from the ashes of Lost River, the beloved bar Hannah and Michael once called home, it now haunts the Midwest and beyond: from Mutiny Bar in Detroit to Chopper in Nashville, from Makahiki at The Inferno Room to The Hukilau in Florida.

Every event is a ritual—a cocktail-fueled séance where tropical fantasy meets supernatural terror. The crew is always searching for new souls to bring back to the cursed island. Dress the part, raise a glass, and surrender to the cruise.

Welcome aboard.
Vacation never ends… even after death.