Left-click to fire your weapon and hold the spacebar to restore energy reserves, maintaining seamless combat flow with intuitive controls designed for quick reflexes and strategic resource management.
The old walls creak as shadows gather beyond the boarded windows. This isn’t just a home anymore—it’s a fortress. Reinforce every door, bar every shutter. Lay tripwires in the halls, salt the thresholds, keep the lanterns burning. They’ll come at dusk: claws on timber, whispers through cracks. You’ve got the rifle your granddad left, three shells, and a kitchen knife sharp enough to split bone. Use the silence. Listen for the scrape of scales on stone, the wet click of something that shouldn’t have a tongue. When the first board splinters, aim steady. Make each shot count. When the knife’s buried in a throat that isn’t human, yank it free fast. They don’t die easy. They don’t die at all unless you’re vicious. Barricades won’t hold forever. The attic hatch is your last retreat—pry up the floorboards, stash the fuel cans, pray the matches stay dry. Survive till dawn. Then patch the holes, reset the traps, swallow the fear. Tomorrow night, they’ll be hungrier.
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