You wake up in a cold sweat, your heart pounding. The nightmare is still before your eyes: a white corridor, an iron door, an icy wind and... him. But now you understand - it was not just a nightmare. It was a warning.

During another patrol of the border zone, you see it. On the horizon, behind a field of withered sunflowers, a gigantic figure rises. At first you take it for a hill, but then it moves. Slowly, heavily, but inexorably approaching. It is the Giant. Dressed in the remains of a decayed military uniform, he looks like he came from an apocalypse painting.

You feel how a chilling fear constrains your movements. There is something terrifyingly familiar about this creature. This voice... You would recognize it out of a thousand. The Giant stops a few steps away from you, his shadow covering you like a shroud. He slowly raises his head, and a familiar, hoarse voice comes from under the mask: "Now you remember me... We're not finished yet."