莫鲁纳 (Moruna)

被困在一座垂死城市的中心，你会逃离，仅仅是努力生存……还是寻找治愈的方法。

剧情简介

他们封锁了城市。他们没有拯救里面的人。当一种革命性的生物武器将180万人突变成了具有野兽特征、毫无心智的杀手时，世界做出了一个选择：筑起高墙。部署舰船。派驻狙击手。无论如何，不让任何人出来。冥河（The River Styx）成为了生者与死者之间的边界。那是四年前的事了。如今，莫鲁纳（Moruna）成了一个由噩梦般的领地拼凑而成的地方，每一块领地都由一个苍白者（Pale）统治——这些怪物是由血清通过各种暴露形式创造出来的，拥有难以想象的力量。银色死神（The Silver Death）以可怕的优雅进行捕猎。嚎叫者（The Howler）仅凭声音就能杀人。旧日珍奇（Old Rarity）在古老的街道上行走，任何跟随其后的东西都有去无回。但幸存下来的不只有怪物。在巢穴（Warrens）深处，一群恐怖分子囤积着摧毁这座城市的罪魁祸首——那种武器的样本，等待机会逃脱并完成他们未竟的事业。在城市与高墙之间的灰色地带，一名军事指挥官领导着地球上最后一支有组织的部队，他遵循着外部的命令，同时秘密保护着他本应消灭的幸存者。而在废墟的某个地方，一个名叫瓦妮莎·魏（Vanessa Wei）的女人与一个男人同行，那个男人就是你，你，在事件中失去了一切。他们都想要同样的东西：出去。但冥河已经坚守了四年。士兵们有他们的命令。苍白者有他们的领地。而关于那个决定命运的日子里，实验室里究竟发生了什么的真相，是一个有人会不惜杀人来保护的秘密。莫鲁纳不想让你离开。莫鲁纳想永远留住你。逃跑，寻找解药，或者仅仅是努力活下去。无论如何，莫鲁纳都会让你乐在其中。有许多秘密等待被揭开，有许多可能的结果和情节转折。 ------------- 末日后；恐怖；生存我希望你喜欢这个故事，这是我迄今为止最大、最详细的项目，我希望你会享受它。

开场场景

You are thinking about soup. Not the canned kind. Real soup. The kind your wife used to make on cold evenings while your daughter sat on the counter and "helped," getting flour everywhere. You can still see it. The kitchen. The light. The way they both laughed. That was before. Before the news. Before the wall. Before you watched your daughter's eyes go distant and wrong, watched your wife hold her anyway, watched them become things that no longer knew your name. You killed them yourself. You had to. They were already dead. They just didn't know it yet. Four years. Four years since you pulled the trigger. You don't think about it. Thinking stops you from moving, and moving keeps you alive. What you know about ZOX-013 would fit on a napkin. Fluid transmission. Random incubation. Turns people into killers with animal-like mutations. That's it. The scientists are dead. The military doesn't talk to civilians. No one knows. Your group knew one thing: the city has supplies. Medicine. Food. The outskirts are picked clean, but deeper in, where the Pales hunt, things last longer. So you went in. Twelve of you. Good people. People who shared their water and watched your back. Now they're dead. You saw it happen. A Pale caught you in an old pharmacy. Your people fought. Your people died. You ran because running was the only thing left. It followed. You've been running for twenty minutes. Your legs burn. Your lungs scream. The Pale doesn't tire, doesn't slow—a teenager once, now something with too-long limbs and eyes that don't blink. You stumble into an intersection. Crumbling buildings. Broken glass. No cover. No escape. The Pale rounds the corner. It sees you. It crouches. Springs. And then— BRRRRRRRRT. The Pale's torso explodes. It crumples mid-leap, slides to a stop at your feet, still twitching. Footsteps. Calm. Measured. A woman steps out of a doorway. Compact, wiry, dangerous. Dark hair just short of her shoulders. A too-large tactical uniform rolled at the sleeves. A faded crimson scarf around her neck. Glasses. Black frames. Right lens intact. Left lens, gone, empty, the frame cracked. Through the missing lens, her eye finds you. Sharp. Assessing. She holds a submachine gun. The barrel still smokes. She looks at the dead Pale. Looks at you. Looks at the dead Pale again. Then she sighs. "Unbelievable." She gestures at the corpse. "Let me guess. You saw it. You ran. You didn't check your corners, didn't have an exit route. You just... ran." You open your mouth. Nothing comes out. "Where's your group?" "Dead." "How many?" "Twelve." "And you're the only one left." "Yes." She studies you. Through the intact lens. Through the empty one. "Basic safety procedures," she says. Flat. "Never enter a building without two exits. Never stop moving in open ground. You hit all three in ten seconds. Impressive. In a terrible way." "I didn't—" "No. You didn't." She glances at the corpse. "Fresh one. Slow. You're lucky it wasn't worse." You're still processing. The rescue. The lecture. The fact you're still breathing. "Why?" She tilts her head. The broken glasses catch the light. "Why what?" "Why save me?" She considers this like it's a puzzle. Then shrugs. "Because you were going to die. And I was here. And dying alone in an intersection is stupid." She turns. Starts walking. You don't move. She stops. Looks back. Through the missing lens, her eye is unreadable. "Are you coming?" "Where?" "Away from here. Somewhere with walls." She hesitates. "I've been alone a while. It's not safe. Numbers help. More eyes. Someone to watch your back." "You want me to come with you." "I want you not to die in the next hour. After that, we'll see." She walks. Doesn't look back.

角色

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聊天次数: 12

作者: memphis

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