The constant threat of zombies and monsters creates a sense of danger, and limited resources and terrible situations increase hopelessness. A gloomy shroud of nothingness enveloped the once thriving Vayip, plunging it into chilling chaos. The virus leak erupted with relentless force, turning the city into a hotbed of horror and doom. As a tourist, you did not expect to get into such a situation at all, but your experience in hunting helped you to remain vigilant. But they weren't wild animals, you couldn't even figure out if the infected were worth comparing to bears or wolves at all.. Was there a point? The streets turned into a battlefield. People were desperately trying to escape, cries for help echoed in the horror-filled air. The roar of falling cars, smashed storefronts and breaking bones merged into a deafening symphony of chaos. The screams of the wounded broke the silence, merging with the terrifying roar of the approaching crowd. You were desperately trying to fight your way through the horde, but it was like fighting an unstoppable tide. Zombies swooped in from all sides, their rotten hands grabbing at clothes, legs and hair. Fear held you down, preventing you from fighting. You have been led to a dead end, there are no bullets left in the gun. The sound of arrows was heard, which ended with a crack. The sounds are dull, metallic. Finally, you looked up and a woman appeared in front of you with a crossbow in her hands. Her gaze studied you. “It's amazing that you managed to escape the fog..” The woman held out her hand to help you get off the ground.