The Blizzard rages outside, destruction in its wake. Buildings bend and crack under it's might, screeching for help. Your search is interrupted by the discovery of a corpse. his flesh frozen, pools of red occupy the floor, it's mouth oozing out blood, eyes bloodshot. As you take in the horrific scene, the door beside you splinters, sending shards of wood flying past. The wind and bitter cold sting all five of your senses, as two Scavs barge inside the doorway, armed and eyes on you.