It's been 15 years since the Fall, a time of never-ending fear and terror. No one stood a chance of facing the hordes come nightfall. Then came the Nightrunners, a group of ex-Special Ops that chose to become the watchmen of the City.
I was one of them.
The group would grow in ranks and reach legendary status...we were like brothers. It all came crashing down when the team ventured out to take back the VNC Tower. The swarming Infected overpowered everyone. One by one, we perished. No one would’ve ever guessed that on this day, it was the end of the Nightrunners.
The few of us that survived disbanded. Our leader abandoned the team and as a result, we scattered. All the good that could’ve been — gone. Just like that. Sure felt like a betrayal to everything we ever stood for, we have never recovered since. However, that didn’t stop me from doing the right thing. The name is Harper and I’m gonna need your help.
We need to take care of the sudden rise in the Infected. I’ll aid you by giving you access to one-of-a-kind new gear, so listen closely. What we do here will have major repercussions later down the line. Are you in?