*September 28th. Daylight. The monsters have overtaken the city.* *Somehow, you're still alive...* "There isn't going to be any rescue, we have to get out of here." Prince Hans peers out the window at the teeming undead hordes roaming the streets of his beloved kingdom. One hand fidgits nervously at the hilt of his sword. "Lady Tia needs me, I shall not keep her waiting." Hans turns and begins walking for the door.