"It's been a while since that old computer made any noise.. What in God's name would that piece of junk be doing at this hour?!"

"She isn't your typical woman. I've heard she was always obsessed with guns and all that stuff. Makes sense that she's in the milita...

You've spent countless days alone, with your only companion being The limbs that remain on your body. You must traverse the snowy landscape, find some shelter.. Anything.