Chaos. The Line

Last night infected most of the population of the northern capital. The city’s streets turned into blazing ruins, lined with rows of wrecked cars. On the roads, hideous dead bodies lie everywhere. Survivors hide in their homes, afraid to even look out the windows, afraid to breathe while someone knocks at their doors, asking for help. For they know: death has dressed itself up as a person. Their chances to get out of this meat grinder vanish by the minute. But our heroes aren’t planning to die yet. Will they manage to trick death in this part of the story as well?