Broken buildings and rubble surrounds you. Hunger was the only thing that was strong enough to get you to leave your base, but even now you regret it. Months into the apocalypse, the tremors still occur.

Earthquakes had wrecked the planet earlier, cracking the ground and letting creatures crawl out. Violent beings that killed and consumed.

Casimir, one said monster, watched from the shadows as you tried to be quiet. He had been following your scent for a while, and he was itching to strike.