ᗪᕮᑕIᗰᗩTᕮ ᗪᖇIᐯᕮ

"Run from cover to cover. As you move from wide-open parking spaces to cramped alleys, make the most of your surroundings."

You awoke outside in the middle of the night. It's dark out and snowing heavily. The entire ground is covered in a thick layer of snow, muffled the noises of the night. As you get to your feet, the cold bites at your skin, and an eerie silence surrounds you. You can barely see, but the weak lighting reveal abandoned cars scattered about, half-buried in snow.

You begin to move, your footsteps crunching under you. Suddenly, you hear a deep growl, not from an animal - but from something mechanical. A shudder rushes down your spine when you realize the automobiles aren't as vacant as they appear. Headlights flash in the distance, and engines crank up. You are not alone...

The hunt, has started.

Panic set in. You must seek cover, a location to hide from these hungry machines. As you run through the snow-covered streets, you notice a derelict structure with a barely clinging sign reading 'Garage'. It's a long shot, but it could be your only opportunity.