The calendar stopped at April 13, 2087, but no one bothered to turn the page anymore.
Ye Shen looked out of the dusty windowpane and saw only a rust-colored sky. The event called "Scarlet Fallout" three months ago changed everything - not a nuclear explosion, not a virus, but something even weirder. The sky is forever a sickly rust color, and at night, those uninvited "rules" begin to whisper in the abandoned buildings.
