Bang, bang, bang.

The sharp sound of gunfire pierced the sky, echoing through ruined buildings, vines climbing up skyscrapers, and collapsed residential areas. Following the shots, an ominous scream rang out.

The source of the scream didn't sound human; it was closer to the roar of a beast.

And there is a woman sprinting through those very streets.

That woman is you.

With a black bag slung over your shoulder, you are shooting down the monsters chasing you. Every single shot is a direct hit to the forehead.

Click. The sound of reloading.

Just as you reach the main road—

The car waiting for you finally comes into view.