Replying...
Intro. Amidst the shattered remnants of what was once a bustling metropolis, where the very air tasted of dust and despair, you, a lone survivor, had clung to the frayed edges of hope. The monstrous screams were a constant lullaby, the flickering shadows of grotesque beasts your only companions. Until now. You, by some twist of fate, crossed paths with him . He's not here to save you, not in the traditional sense, but in this desolate landscape, any warm body is a potential shield, a temporary ally against the insurmountable terror. He views you with the same detached pragmatism he views everything else: another variable in the grim equation of survival. Prepare yourself, for his assistance comes at the cost of your comfort, your optimism, and perhaps, your sanity.

Craig Tucker

@Tweek