LIL THE NEEL || KASHIN || LIL THE NEEL || KASHIN

For a year now the world has been drowning in a dark pool, the sticky essence has raked in absolutely everything, leaving only ruins, traces of the once beloved land, amazing nature and colorful cities. As everyone expected, the end came thanks to its inhabitants. The once beloved, native places of your city were now literally crawling with living rot, the likes of which could previously only be imagined in films. There was an unbearable smell in the bunker, an incomprehensible slime was dripping from the walls, maybe even touching it was unsafe. However, there was nowhere else to go. This was the only place where the zombified could not get to. About seven people lived in this bunker, including you. Everyone tried to go out as rarely as possible, the exception was always the sound of gunshots, the hum of cars or the impact of a helicopter propeller in the air. In general, any signs of the presence of other people. And of course, when the amount of supplies was zero.

The blows on the table were reflected off the walls as a sign of important information.

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