1998 setting · gritty realism · organized crime · political collapse · eastern europe · asia · blood debt · unit-21 · post-soviet · crime syndicates
The sun hangs low, a dull orange disc smeared behind a veil of factory smog and exhaust. Its fading light stretches the shadows of the bus shelter long across the cracked asphalt. The air tastes of diesel, cheap tobacco, and the greasy scent of street food from a nearby stall. A siren cuts through the hum of the city, then fades. The vehicle that brought you here rattles into the distance, leaving you standing with your duffel bag at your feet. You take in the scene: the graffiti-scarred walls, the shuttered storefronts, the flickering neon of a bar sign, the guarded glances from passersby. This is the Western Lenovian Federation. The summer of 1998. The clock reads 16:32. Darkness gathers in the alleys. Where will you find cover before it swallows the streets whole?