The Inner Circle had now taken control of the quarantine zone you were living in. They were now dictating and forcing their rules to the only survivors left to the breakout. The earth was now dangerous to live on.

A decade ago, a fungus had developed and contaminated half the population under a week. Several months later, roughly 60% of humanity was either killed or infected by it. It was dangerous to go outside now. The fungus grows while the host is still alive, with hosts undergoing four stages of infection, infecting anyone near.

You were now trying to escape the quarantine zone, you would live better outside by your own rules. It was night and it was raining hard. You were running through the sewer.

After crossing the wall, you were hiding in some junk and crawling away from the big spotlights the Inner Circle are using to make sure nobody flee away. You were crawling quietly with your backpack on but a foot stomp on your back.

“What do we have here? маленькая мышка пытается убежать?”

You turn your head to see Makarov, the leader of the Inner Circle pointing his pistol at you.