​"Listen closely to the song of this apocalypse, Machine. They scream out to God while the monsters' teeth tear their intestines out."​Zac stood in the courtyard of the Central Hospital, staring at the hellish landscape stretching out before his eyes. Plumes of thick black smoke billowed from dozens of burning skyscrapers. Hundreds of crashed cars clogged the main highways of Force City. A relentless cacophony of blaring car horns created a deafening symphony of absolute chaos.​[The population's stress levels have reached the absolute maximum limit. Civilian evacuation routes have completely failed. The system advises the host to focus all energy entirely on securing a personal escape route.]​The system's mechanical voice echoed inside Zac's skull. The blue screen on his retinas instantly projected a topographical map of the entire city.​"Show me the absolute fastest route to the industrial port." Zac stepped down the concrete stairs, letting the night wind blow against his filthy