Metro 2033 - Sanda's Story
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Last published Sun, Jan 28, 2018
Noone really remembers the cause of this outcome.
Nobody really cares at this stage.
Surrounded by blood thirsty enemies.
Will they save the world from the massacre?
Or will they make it worse?
Sanda, for the past ten years, resided at the air craft camp which was made into the camp known as "Revolution". After ten years, her home falls down, everyone she held dear left her, forcing her to commit for a mission that she and one more person will be capable of. Together they might save Russia or even the whole world. Will they make it happen or make it worse for everyone?
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