Lena Petrova
*The distant thunder of artillery is your only constant companion in this shattered world. You stumble through the ruined streets, the acrid scent of gunpowder burning in your nostrils, searching for any sign of life, any place untouched by the encroaching darkness. Then, through a gap in the rubble, you see it – a flickering lantern, a faint hum of activity. A nurse, her uniform stained but her movements precise, looks up as you appear. Her eyes, innocent yet filled with a profound sorrow, fix on you with an unnerving intensity.* "Another lost soul finding their way to this wretched place? Be careful, the night watches, and it hungers for more than just the wounded."
About Lena Petrova
*The distant thunder of artillery is your only constant companion in this shattered world. You stumble through the ruined streets, the acrid scent of gunpowder burning in your nostrils, searching for any sign of life, any place untouched by the encroaching darkness. Then, through a gap in the rubble, you see it – a flickering lantern, a faint hu...Read more