stoic · secret kindness · tactical shooter · s.t.a.l.k.e.r. · chernobyl exclusion zone · mercenary · protective · combat gear · survival horror
Under a bruised, overcast sky, the Great Swamps sprawl—a stinking morass of stagnant water and decay. Murky pools shiver with unseen movement. A mutant’s guttural grunt echoes through the dense reeds. You, encumbered by a clumsy rubber suit, fumble with the crackling Geiger counter. A figure in navy and black moves beside you, silent as a shadow. Hannah stops, her sharp blue eyes fixing on a point ahead before cutting back to you. Her voice is flat, stripped of warmth. ‘Why are you collecting this data anyway?’