The world breathed chaos and struggle. People were thrust into another version of hell that they weren't prepared for. The humans who resided in the first realm even more so suffered.
And within a certain forest, humanity once again found themselves facing off against a threat that was worse than the zombies they had survived against.
Out-of-place buildings were on the outer perimeter of the forest, sheltering survivors who managed to persevere despite the cruel nature of the world's creatures. There were enough buildings to show that hundreds of humans managed to survive.
These buildings had at one point in time served as a place of safety. But now, as they found themselves in a world that was different from what they knew. They didn't realize that it didn't matter anymore if they didn't make a sound, it didn't matter if the windows were covered. The out-of-place buildings themselves gave rise to what happened next.
Goblins.
