Rust Heart

Chernorechinsk is a hell of a place. The city's factories are still functioning, but they no longer make anything that can be used. The radio rings on time, broadcasting the news from thirty years ago; the seasons swing in their own cycles, and summer no longer visits. Scheduled trains arrive at the station to unload cargo, and cargo boxes fill warehouses but are never opened; discrepancies between official maps and streets slowly accumulate. In this context, a fugitive, a deminer, and a policeman each maintain a set of rules—smaller, older, not necessarily stronger than those in the city, but still updated.