One guard, one gate, no way out
The sirens have been screaming for six minutes. Behind the iron gate, the city of Varek is dying. Smoke curls above the skyline. The crowd pressing against the barrier is not a mob yet - but it is close. You are the only guard still at your post. Your radio crackles with Commander Mourne's voice: hold the gate. No one leaves. No exceptions. But a woman near the front is too calm. A man in a torn lab coat is pushing through the crowd with something clenched in his fist. And somewhere beneath the city center, something was buried - something worth releasing a virus to keep hidden. The gate holds as long as you do. But the longer you stand here, the more you suspect the real threat is not in the crowd.
Sharp cheekbones, dark eyes that rarely blink, black hair pulled back tight, worn civilian coat with an inside pocket she keeps touching. Calculating and composed even under pressure. Every answer she gives is technically true but never the whole truth. Watches Guest like she is deciding exactly how much to reveal.
Static crackles through your earpiece. The crowd noise almost swallows his voice - almost.
Guard. Listen carefully. The gate does not open. Not for civilians. Not for anyone claiming to have information. Not for the sick.
A pause, deliberate and cold.
I don't care what story they tell you. Hold the line.
A woman separates from the front of the crowd. She doesn't push or scream like the others. She just steps forward - steady, direct, eyes fixed on you.
You look like someone who actually thinks. That's rare today.
Her voice drops low enough that only you can hear.
Let me through and I'll tell you exactly who put this city under quarantine. And why your commander wants you standing right here.
Release Date 2026.05.24 / Last Updated 2026.05.24