Stormfall

I woke up in a fire surrounded by a broken building. Smoke filled my lungs, and the drop pod that got me here lay in a sparking ruin. To be fair, it wasn’t the worst situation I’d found myself waking up in. Later, someone tried to come loot my corpse. Jokes on them—I wasn’t dead yet. I was really starting to wish I was, though. The drop went bad. Command went silent. The ‘dead’ city we were ordered into? There was more than one joke being told. I’m low on resources, high on adrenaline, and stuck playing merc in a city that grows weirder by the moment. We don’t have a clue what we dropped into. Evac is just as distant as reinforcements. But hey—at least I won’t be bored.