The Hunt Begins

A sharp crack tore through the silent streets as space twisted violently, distorting the air above the ruined cityscape.

Dark energy rippled through it before swirling into a vortex of shadow and violet light. The barrier between realms weakened just enough for seven figures to step through before the portal snapped shut behind them, leaving behind only the faintest trace of lingering magic.

The moment their boots touched the snow covered ground, an overwhelming stench assaulted their senses - it was of decay, rot, and death.

The streets were littered with the corpses of the infected. Some were motionless, while others were twitching as they crawled mindlessly through the ruins.

Dilapidated buildings were looming all around them, with their glass windows shattered and their structures barely standing. Vehicles, rusted and abandoned, were scattered along the roads, some overturned while others covered in dried blood and snow.