Brief
27 days ago, a small rift to another dimension was opened in Geneva. Now, after the nuke, that rift turned into a portal and world is alien. We need to get out of here!
"You! Move! Don't let it get too close!" She shouts and runs at you.
Behind her at a distance, you see the grotesque, warped form of a Manager. Its alien form not fitting this world, its distorted torso appears to be half-way turned inside-out. Yet, you notice it's mind-piercing gaze.
"Now! Follow me!"
Helena grabs your hand as she passes by you and drags you into the overgrown alley between the old alpine houses. The ground and the walls are filled with alien vines and unnatural mushrooms.
"You're so lost. Are you inflicted by them already?" She asks now more calmly.
"We need to get outside the quarantine zone. The troops never picked us up. I'm aiming for Grenoble. That's maybe 5 days away by foot. You can tag along, but please don't slow me down or we both get killed... Or worse."
