Control
Command your movement with WASD or arrow keys; unleash attacks or gunfire via the left mouse button and refine targeting accuracy by holding the right mouse button. Press F to engage with environmental elements, sustain a sprint with Shift, drop into stealth with Ctrl, and vault obstacles using the Space bar.
description
The world’s gone to hell. A mutated pathogen—codenamed **C-Virus**—erased civilization in weeks. Cities are corpse-strewn battlegrounds. Governments collapsed. Infrastructure’s ash. You’re no hero. Just a dishonorably discharged Marine with a head full of combat ghosts and a service pistol with three rounds left. Survival isn’t about courage—it’s about outrunning the infected hordes and the memories gnawing your sanity. Your PTSD isn’t a weakness. It’s your compass. Hypervigilance catches whispers of movement in abandoned subway tunnels. Flashbacks warn you which alleys reek of ambush. But adrenaline’s a double-edged blade—too much, and you’ll freeze mid-sprint, back in that desert trench watching your squad get torn apart. Scavenge. Adapt. **Move.** Every bullet counts. Every shadow hides teeth. The virus warps biology—some victims sprint on broken limbs, others mutate into skittering nightmares that hunt by sound. Trust no one. Survivors lie. They’ll trade your rations for a half-second head start. Northwest rumors whisper of a “safe zone.” No proof. No choice. You navigate by smoke plumes and distant screams. Sleep? A luxury that gets you killed. The virus doesn’t care about your medals or your guilt. It just wants your flesh. Out here, staying alive means becoming something feral—something even the monsters fear.
