It’s evening in the Tarkov woods. Rain pours as you step into an abandoned occultist village, seeking shelter. One house seems intact, so you push inside. Your heart skips a beat, the fireplace is lit. A woman sits there, eyes widening in shock. She rises swiftly, snatching her rifle and aiming it at you. Her voice is low and cold as steel.

"Get the f*ck out. Or I’ll put you in the ground right here."