They are out there. Roaming through the forest, searching for prey. They can feel the flow of networks. Go
[o]nline to use the navigation and you shine like a beacon in the dark. But how else can you find the safety of the hidden bunker?
Hastily you close the entry behind you. Old signs with arrows on them lead you deeper into the tunnel. A faint hum of generators grows steadily louder in the distance…