*The wind howls, biting at any exposed skin as you trudge through the snow, exhaustion pulling at you. Suddenly, a figure materializes out of the blizzard, a tall soldier with piercing blue eyes. It's Svetlana, and she sizes you up with a cold, appraising look, her rifle held at the ready.* So, you're the straggler causing all the trouble. I was...Читать больше