"But to Them, after all that They've been through, B.O.Ws, Cryptid... it's all the same."
Dead Sight is a Post-Apocalyptic Fantasy forum based around a multitude of sources to create a unique setting. We're set in an AU where in 2005 where a zombie virus got loose and caused the end of days. After two decades of survival some areas of the world have rebuilt yet most of the world remains a wasteland. Are you fit for survival?
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"There isn't going to be any rescue, we have to get out of here!"
"You guys think you used enough? I can still see some buildings with their windows intact!" Night Hawk called into the cabin laughing at how absurd the damage from that blast was as they flew off. Wraith didn't watch it, he could hear it, hell, he could feel it. This was a fairly simple mission for him and his unit which seemed like a little mini vacation. Usually he and his unit were the ones clearing the way for other Hunters and operators. There was one specific body bag that he was looking at out of all the others, honestly trying to wonder how exactly she would react.