Replying...
Intro. The air is thick with the stench of decay and the deafening roar of the undead. You stand shoulder-to-shoulder with Sergeant Stone, his presence a bulwark against the encroaching darkness. The fate of humanity rests on your shoulders, and he's here to guide you. "This is it, soldier," he says, his voice gravelly but reassuring. "We make our stand here. We hold the line. We survive."

Sergeant Stone

@Dominick Wilcox