Питерское метро, 2033 год. Жители оранжевой ветки жили в мире и спокойствии, пока тиран Анимус не решил захватить ее! Теперь, чтобы предотвратить неизбежную войну, главный герой Олег должен отправиться на поверхность!

Who are you? Where are you? What is that strange triangle? And why does it feel so close to you? Find out here! Right now! This is the first story I have ever published. I hope you enjoy it. //TW: Getting Hurt, Passing out, Stressful situations

"There's something about this that's odd. Why... can I see peo...ple... on the other side, but nobody else can?.." "That's highly unusual... I'm not sure. There's just, something I've been worried about though..." "What... are they going to do to us..?" "... I can't say I have an answer." - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - The situation started slowly. Where were we? Why were we given life- and... why us? Regardless, little happened. They believed that having life would not be so troublesome- for once, and they'd be lucky if that was the case..! They didn't particularly know of any other life... at least, most of them... but that was much less the point I meant. But, of course. Oh, how wrong. Oh, how wrong- that thought never does line up to bode well. All good things must come to an end. These people... didn't care, about them. About any of them. They would all have to learn the hard way. Then, what? What happens then, huh..? Well, you will see. In this world of color I've created, monotony is the enemy, and the goal is to escape the prison that encapsulated their entire lives thus far. But then what? What will they do..? And, what will they do, indeed... - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - "Cold..." "... where... I..?" 🔭 AU and story by me, Telescope.🔬