Packs of the Lowcountry #01-03

The world has been invaded.

There are many species of the Invaders, all of them determined to claim the earth as their own. They hunted humanity to near extinction in only a matter of days. In the years since, some species have settled into regions befitting of their hunting patterns. Today, the Invaders stand unchallenged as they continue to hunt their helpless prey.

We still don’t know what they are, or where they came from. But it hardly matters now. In this post-Invasion world, mankind no longer has the time to learn. Survival is the only rule.

A lucky few of us have escaped to the Free Lands. Our walls hold strong, and we lock the gates tight. We know that there are other survivors out there. Sometimes, the refugees come, literally banging on the walls, desperate for our protection. "Resources are tight enough as it is," my superiors say, turning their backs on these hopeful survivors.

But I know the truth: it could just as easily have been any of us stuck in the Active Lands.

Maybe I’m a fool. But I sure hope I’m not alone in thinking that we can still find a way help. And I'll need a final answer soon: �cause a mission file just came through.

For the first time since the Invasion, I’m about to step outside...