In the mist of the forest, an animal lurks in the shadow. The winter of the radioactive wolf has no end. He's part of the ruins of a forgotten disaster. His scars are too numerous to be counted. In this cold and harsh winter, a ray pierces the mist. Will your agony come to an end ? Your genes have mutated, you adapted. Your revenge, to forget.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.