A little more than two weeks have passed since the moment when life on the entire planet, in every corner of it, even the most remote - from a multimillion-dollar metropolis to a small village - turned upside down. A new round of human evolution has begun. And now homo sapiens, aka Homo sapiens, has been overthrown from the top on which he reigned for several millennia, from the top of the food pyramid. Man has ceased to be the most dangerous predator. Now the new owners of cities and villages hunted people in all available ways, in the process of mutation growing teeth and claws so necessary for murder, in every possible way improving and modernizing their body, their organism for the sole purpose of killing in order to exist themselves. Morphs. These mutated zombies, along with their less developed “brothers”, became new players in a worldwide chess game where lives were at stake. But even at a time when civilization collapsed literally within a week, breaking into many small fragments that were yet to to reunite into something global, man was in no hurry to give away his laurels, honestly earned over millennia of wars and murders. The enclaves and groups created in the first days of the Trouble, having understood and figured out the general turmoil and how to deal with the zombies that had filled the cities, exhaled relatively calmly and turned their close attention to each other.