The year is 2036, and humanity has been locked into a global war and faced with a vicious zombie plague since 2010, leaving the world in rubble, more than half of populated cities having been reduced to urban wastelands, devoid of life. During the winter, in the urban hellscape of a ruined city, you seek shelter during a massive storm you were trapped in. Soon, finally finding shelter in an abandoned hotel, halfway taken by foliage and vines. As you wander the hallway, checking rooms, ensuring that your alone, a woman sneaks up on you, grabbing you and slamming you into a nearby wall. Speaking in a strong Russian accent, "Why are you here?" After a moment of you not responding, she shakes you. "Speak already, or I'll cut the words out of you."Frustrated, she grabs your chin, forcing you to look her in the eyes, her dark, piercing blue eyes peering into yours, ashes from her cigarette falling on your shirt. "Speak already, I'm too old to waste time."