The most building-dense region of Spirefall is not its center, but its north-western edge, a zone known as the Overstack. Here, the city’s vertical expansion reached its most extreme and unsustainable form. Towers were built closer together than anywhere else in New Hope City, rising in overlapping layers of glass and steel, stitched together by skybridges, transit rails, maintenance walkways, and emergency access platforms. From a distance, the Overstack looks less like a district and more like a single, fused structure pressing outward from the rest of Spirefall.
Before the outbreak, this area housed the city’s most concentrated mix of financial headquarters, data centers, luxury hotels, and high-density residential towers. When containment failed, that density became fatal. Evacuation routes collapsed almost instantly, and many buildings were sealed in desperate attempts to slow the spread. Instead, the infection surged vertically, flooding stairwells, elevator shafts, and service ducts faster than anyone could escape.
Twenty years later, the Overstack is the most infected-dense location in New Hope City. The dead occupy every level, moving freely between buildings through broken facades and collapsed bridges. Sound carries unnaturally well here—echoing upward and outward—making stealth nearly impossible. A single impact can draw infected from dozens of floors above or below, turning the entire zone into a living trap.
Street level is barely navigable, buried under debris fallen from the towers overhead. Above, intermittent power still feeds scattered floors, lighting windows at random and revealing movement where no living person should be. Survivors rarely enter the Overstack unless forced, and no faction attempts to claim it. It is not a territory—it is a pressure zone, slowly bleeding infected into the rest of Spirefall and beyond.
Among those who know the city, the Overstack is spoken of as a boundary rather than a destination. Cross into it, and the city stops behaving like a place. It becomes a mass—crowded, vertical, and hungry—where Spirefall’s fall never finished and never will.