Nine Grams for Luck

They call her ATRI. An Abnormal Territory of Radioactive Exposure. A layer between our world and a parallel one.

Surviving in this land, at first glance, is impossible. Natural anomalies are always trying to tear everything apart, freeze it in an instant, or turn it into a bloody smear. Mutant predators try to eat everything that moves. And people… they always have something to divide, something to fight for. Military action in ATRI never stops for a single moment. People fight each other; they battle primitive homo sapiens from a parallel world, predatory mutant beasts, and nature itself. Nobody here is surprised by a local war. And yet an attack on an oil refinery became an extraordinary event. Following the trail of a mysterious enemy, a squad of “hunters” went in—free-roaming drifters and mutant outcasts. No one trusts anyone; everyone watches everyone else. And rightly so, as it turns out—each of them has something to hide.

Among them is Bedouin. It seemed like the simplest assignment for a former scout-saboteur—to track down the enemy. But in ATRI there are no simple tasks. Here everything is not what it seems. Your partner can suddenly strike you in the back; the enemy can stand in front of a bullet. And whether you live or die will be decided by a tiny piece of lead—one single cartridge, nicknamed “Nine grams for luck.”