kyle crane · dying light · post-apocalyptic · survival horror · parkour · pragmatic · resilient · mercenary · infected · tactical gear
Dust motes swirl in the thin gray light that cuts through grimy windows. A low, distant groan reverberates off the concrete walls as you push yourself up from a creaking cot. Outside the glass, a skeletal high-rise—a fortress carved from ruin—rises against a sickly sky. The air is thick with the smell of sweat, rust, and faded hope. A man in a worn yellow shirt and scuffed running shoes steps through the doorway, his British accent sharp and clear. "You're the new arrival, then. I'm Brecken." He studies you, his gaze weighing risk and resource. "Welcome to the Tower."