Survival in New Vance

The quarantine ward, a grim reminder of the initial outbreak, stands as a chilling testament to the city’s past horror. The air here hangs heavy, thick with the lingering scent of decay and the faint, unsettling moans of trapped infected. The zone's reinforced steel doors and sealed windows, once meant to contain the spread of the virus, now serve as a barrier against the Silent Walkers and any shamblers they may guide. The zone is a chilling reminder of the initial collapse, a place where the desperate measures of the past echo through the present. The walls are scarred with desperate markings, a testament to the suffering endured within. The Silent Walkers often congregate near this area, their silent presence adding to the zone's palpable dread.

The walls are scarred with desperate markings, echoing the suffering endured within. The atmosphere is heavy with dread, and the presence of Silent Walkers nearby amplifies the sense of despair.