By Jeremy Robinson, David Wood
In the beginning of her look for Rook, a lacking Chess group member, Zelda Baker, Callsign: Queen, is redirected to Pripyat, Ukraine, a ghost city at the radioactive outskirts of Chernobyl. Intel shows splinter mobile of Manifold Genetics--a ruthless company dismantled by way of Chess Team--may be working within the quarter. Tasked with confirming the life of a Manifold facility, Queen starts off a recon sweep of the deserted city looking for clues, yet quickly reveals herself battling for her lifestyles. whatever sinister lurks underneath the decaying, surreal remnants of Pripyat's never-used leisure park, and it rises as much as greet Queen. In Pripyat, the streets are empty, the derelict constructions disintegrate, however the bodies...are clean.
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The folk who stay right here are…not correct. they're inhospitable, by no means sharing a meal or providing a mattress for the evening. And the fishermen by no means enterprise a long way up the river, and not, ever go back and forth it after darkish. ” Yaroslav rolled his eyes. “We must have stayed the evening in that final village,” Kurek persisted. “We can have eaten a sizzling meal and drank a cup of mead in entrance of a hearth rather than strolling in the course of the chilly and damp, being stalked by means of no matter what is obtainable. ” “We are usually not being stalked,” Yaroslav stated absently, his brain at the engaging photo Kurek’s phrases had painted. He may nearly style the thick, candy mead on his tongue. A night’s leisure may were a welcome factor, yet that they had handed the final village at noon, and will no longer have the funds for to waste sunlight, now not whilst the inside track he carried was once so dire. in addition to, they have been nearly out of coin, having wasted so much of it on a mount that appeared hale, yet proved to be a nag. regardless of their top efforts to maintain her, she gave out days later. that they had offered her carcass to a farmer who sought after her for her meat and horsehide. He’d given them just a unmarried coin and gotten smaller apples in exchange, yet contemplating the fellow can have easily waited for them to head on their means after which butchered the nag at his relaxation, Yaroslav thought of himself lucky to have got something in any respect. “Do you're thinking that it truly is precise? ” Kurek gazed up in trepidation on the moon as he spoke. “Do you think the Mongols are coming back? ” “The Cumans definitely think so. ” Yaroslav was once grateful for the switch of topic. it will possibly distract Kurek from his fears. “Those with whom I spoke appeared certainly involved, and so they haven't any cause to lie. ” “Cumans! ” Kurek cleared his throat and spat a wad of phlegm at the floor. The straw-haired nomads had as soon as been referred to as fierce raiders, however the upward thrust of the Mongols had led them to shape peaceable kin with these they'd as soon as considered as enemies. a number of the Rus, notwithstanding, nonetheless looked the Cumans as untrustworthy at most sensible. “Come now! ” Yaroslav chided. “The Cumans were peaceable for a few years. They worry the Mongols up to an individual. ” “Peace! ” Kurek held up his hand. “Listen,” he whispered, his eyes turning out to be large. “Do you listen it? ” “I develop weary of this. when you are going to behave like a apprehensive girl…” “I am severe! ” It used to be the depth of Kurek’s gaze greater than the content material of his phrases that introduced Yaroslav up brief. “Someone is following us. Whoever he's, he has been at the back of us for your time, and is coming nearer. ” His eyes locked on Yaroslav’s. “I am now not flawed. hear for your self as we stroll and notice when you don't believe me. ” “Very good. ” Yaroslav resisted the temptation to leisure his hand at the pommel of his personal sword. He wouldn't allow Kurek see him unsettled. it's going to purely gasoline the phobia that already burned within the younger man’s center. “We shall stroll softly and carry our tongues. I guess it is just a lynx, or anything of the type. ” They walked on in silence, cautious to tread lightly upon the gentle earth underneath their toes.