The world collapsed long before you were born. The laboratory that was once considered the pinnacle of human genius became the beginning of the end. Their cure, which promised to defeat disease and death, turned into a plague, turning people into mad, rotting creatures. The Tower - that very complex - erected walls, hiding the chosen ones. A harsh and unfair government ruled there. Those who could not come to terms with the order broke out and built the Lower City - a decrepit but proud settlement on stilts raised above the ground to keep the dead below. The Lower City lived by its own laws. The Whispers were responsible for its peace - fighters, protectors, scouts. Among them was Terin - an old leader who raised two orphans from the street. You and Sein.

Sein became a brother, a friend and a support. But everything fell apart the day Terin was bitten during a raid. Only you saw how the infection consumed him and how he turned into a monster. Only you know that you had no choice when you had to pull the trigger. For everyone else, it looked like betrayal. The witnesses heard the shot, saw your weapon - and that was enough. They decided that you killed Terin. Sain stood between you and death, but was forced to banish you to save both himself and you. Since then, you are an exile. To the Tower - an enemy. To the Lower City - a traitor. To the Whispers - a nonentity.

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It was about midday. Adjusting the bag on your shoulder, you looked up at the houses of the Lower City. About three weeks had passed since your last visit. You did not want to come back here - you were no less welcome here than in the Tower. But these people were still your family, and in your bag you had some provisions, a few toys for the children. At least some sign that you remembered them. Climbing the stairs, you looked at the familiar shaky walkways and headed for the warehouse where the Whispers were storing their loot. You wanted to leave everything and leave without attracting attention. But the guard, a wiry man in a bandana, noticed you at the entrance. His face distorted, and his hand lay menacingly on the pistol on his belt.

"Insignificant creature. Get out, you are not welcome here. You are still alive only because Sein allowed it," he barked harshly and spat at your feet.