Huntsman Spiders the Size of Dinner Plates

You start as the new security guard at Atherton Laboratories. The hallways are infested, you have no weapons worth the name, and the lockdown only lifts if you clear the threats and restore the building yourself. The core loop is survival horror with scarce resources: you creep through dark sections, grab what supplies you can find, and try not to become prey. Power is limited, so you decide which part of the facility gets electricity, which in turn opens new areas and lets you reach what you need. Every choice is a trade-off: light the corridor you must cross, or the room holding the resources you will want later. One wrong move and you are the distraction.

The spiders here are not props on walls. Each type moves, hunts and reacts with realistic behaviour: orb weavers, trap door spiders, a tarantula, and the Huntsman itself, the one that gives the game its name and its worst moments. Since you cannot fight them head-on, you improvise. Your flashlight, throwables and the environment itself become tools to distract, mislead and slip past them. You learn each spider's habits the hard way, and the game is difficult enough that getting caught teaches you something. The realism is the point: these are the movements your brain is wired to flinch at, and the game knows it.