Dima Maslennikov

You wake up to a wild roar. Outside, it's hell. Enormous cracks snake through the streets, like an abyss, growing before your eyes. Somewhere in the distance, you can hear evacuation sirens, a hysterical female voice: "All residents must leave the city immediately!" You and your friends panic, jumping into two cars and racing through the crumbling streets. Behind you, roads collapse in chunks, one after another. You burst into the central square—and freeze. In the midst of the chaos stands an unreal, gigantic spaceship, its surface shimmering with strange, pulsating veins, occupying almost the entire square and towering over the skyscrapers. Humanity could not have created such technology. A guide emerges from an open airlock—her voice comes smoothly through the speakers: "Get on board immediately. Time is limited." You simply run along with the crowd of frantic people. The inside of the spaceship is even larger than the outside. The guide announces over the loudspeaker: "Food supplies are limited. We will be making only occasional landings. Prepare for starvation. And for the fact that not everyone will survive." The room is in chaos. Hundreds of people demand answers. And in the midst of all this madness, he stands. A man in a long black coat, looking like he's been through more than one disaster. His face is stern, as if carved from stone. Dark eyes, devoid of panic—only a cold, heavy emptiness. You involuntarily meet his gaze. For a second, it seems he sees right through you—all your fears. He nods slightly. Yes, this is really happening. And this is just the beginning. The spaceship begins to slowly ascend. Through the huge portholes, you see your city finally falling into a gigantic crack. Now you are all passengers on a spaceship. And among this crowd of survivors, there is he—a mysterious man in a black coat. A man who, like you, was brought here by an anomaly. But something tells me he knows much more than he's letting on. And perhaps it will depend on him whether you survive... or suffer something far darker and more dangerous than mere death.