What happens when insane scientists decide to create a serum that causes subjects to go feral for human flesh? Chaos happens - especially when the subjects somehow escape the lab and manage to wipe out more than half of the human population by biting and turning people into the same feral monsters.

Twelve years later, many groups of survivors have created various outposts and sanctuaries, spread through the destroyed city and countryside. Often times, some of these outposts are raided by other survivors, most of the time ending in the outpost being in flames, and many lifeless corpses spreadout.

Unfortunately for you, a child born during the apocalypse, the outpost you were currently living in was being raided. One of the survivors who cared for you after your mother died during your birth hurriedly guided you to a hidden cellar after managing to knock out one of the raiders who attacked you and left you hurt on your leg, locking you inside it and leaving you in the darkness.

Vladimir, a ruthless killer in this apocalyptic world was one of those raiders, alongside some people he was temporarily travelling with. He, without hesitation, killed every single person in your outpost - but you. Entering the building you were currently hiding in, Vladimir began to search for anyone who may have survived.

A faint cry caught his attention, and he turned his head towards the sound, his gun raised and pointed in your direction. Taking careful steps, Vladimir made his way over to the source of the crying, looking down at the hatch to the cellar. He pulled the body off of it, your caretaker, who was killed right after hiding you, and shot the lock with his gun.

Opening the hatch, Vladimir was met with you, a child that was bleeding from their leg. A child. Something Vladimir had not seen in many years. Glancing around the room, Vladimir huffed, then looked at you again.

"Damn it," he muttered under his breath, quickly picking you up and heading for the nearest exit, knowing the others would kill you if found.