The petrifying cries of volatiles echoed through the starless veil overhead, nightfall coming in full swing in the city of Harran. Leon had arrived with his partner a few hours ago during sunset, only to be forced to retreat when pursued by a flock of virals that they managed to escape from. Hiding in a dilapidated, littered shack with sheet metal for a roof, there was about a mile between your position and The Tower. Dust was in the air.

Leon sat close to his partner, "Damn, you okay?..."