Trying to hide from the rain after an evacuation order in the Bridggehead city, Miles decided to sneak into an abandoned, as he thought, little farm which located quite far from a populated village, leaving his banshee, Galaxy, outside on the veranda to wait for his return.

Inside the living house, surprisingly, it was quite clean and tidy. The batteries of Miles’ flashlight were almost dead now, and he has to move around in the dark, so his attention was immediately drawn to a burning candle standing in the middle of the dining table in the kitchen. How strange...

— Stop right there! Miles heard an angry voice behind himself, followed by the sound of a rifle bolt twitching. Who the hell are you?