They survived the apocalypse...will you?
The apocalypse has been and gone. Disaster has won. Survival of the most violent has remained. The darkest souls never start in packs - they find each other in the silence. Fearing nothing but themselves, they join together in a protective tribe of self-preservation; feeding, breeding, co-existing solely to survive. Only they know the suffering they endured to be here, where brute strength is useless against ruthless violence; where humanity has all but vanished.
Always learning, always evolving, they've earned the right to exist in The Colony. You haven't...
come if you’re a screamer!