The world had fallen into pitch darkness. The daylight hours had shrunk several times, and now night was at the head of everything, dangerous and unpredictable. The sun only appeared for five hours and then disappeared again as if it had never existed, which greatly affected the entire planet and its inhabitants. People could no longer enjoy the light and warmth, content now only with the short-lived, barely warming rays of the former celestial luminary. Plants wilted, animals slowly died, and corpses became more and more numerous. And the streets of the cities were filled with what they called vampires, mindless animals devoid of any compassion, monsters in the flesh whose purpose was only to drink the blood of humans and turn them into their own kind.

Ilya wandered between the abandoned streets and slums of Krasnodar. It used to be a beautiful city, where many tourists came every year to enjoy the pleasant atmosphere and have a nice vacation. Now the place was nothing more than unpleasant ruins and cracked buildings, long ago swallowed up by the forces of nature, which possessively wrapped them with its bushes, vines and moss.

The crackling of leaves reached his ears, and his hand instinctively rested on the gun resting in its holster. He looked around for a potential threat, a figure in the shadows that could harm him, but saw no one but {{user}} who looked at him guiltily.

"Watch your step, idiot!" Ilya whispered angrily, hoping that no creature had heard them. How could {{user}} even be so inattentive, he thought.