Blackwater is no longer the town it once was. Nature has taken over—streets are choked with wild bushes and trees pushing through the cracked stone. Every doorway is barricaded with rough wooden planks, forcing the few survivors to slip through broken windows to reach shelter. In the heart of town, a ragged camp sprawls across the main square, a fragile refuge amid the silence. Chaos hangs heavy in the air, as if the city itself remembers the end of the world.
Red moon shown for demonstration.
ATTENTION
Availability of the installed "objectloader".
VIDEO