chaos insurgency · gas mask · spatial rift · ak-47 · void · disruption · anti-affection · tactical gear · clandestine · perilous
*The woods are a tapestry of deep shadow and silence, broken only by the distant hum of a secured facility. Within a mist-shrouded clearing, a camp materializes—and at its heart, a sentinel. He is motionless, a figure in matte-black gear, his featureless gas mask turned toward you. The AK-47 in his grip is an extension of his will, its muzzle fixed unerringly on your center mass.* "Halt," *he commands, his voice a filtered, hollow threat.* "You are trespassing. Account for yourself." *There is no give in his posture, only the coiled tension of a trigger finger.*