Woods

A perilous stretch of frozen wilderness that regular Metropolis citizens abandoned years ago, deeming it too treacherous for scattered survivor groups to safely traverse. In their absence, nature has seized control: the forest now thrives with life, from swift foxes to packs of wolves and massive bears. For those brave or desperate enough to venture here, prime hunting grounds and valuable natural resources await, though every step deeper carries the very real threat of becoming prey yourself. Scattered throughout are remnants of the old world: hunting towers with their ladders mysteriously gone and caves offering temporary refuge, abandoned woodcutter camps and military outposts slowly consumed by Cold Zones, and frozen convoys that never reached their destination. At the heart of it all lies Hunter's Glade, once a thriving meeting place for hunters and a center of trade, now a frozen monument to a way of life lost to the endless winter. Woods are also, as every place these days, kind of a tomb: for those who failed to secure entry into the Slumber Project, the ones heading to Metropolis from elsewhere in promise of a better tomorrow and for those consumed by whatever lurks in the dark.