Between the barriers a lone car sits, enclosed by the glum fog, waiting patiently for the frozen light to turn green. Beneath the extensively decaying bridge a cold grey river surrounds the remenants of the once inhabited city. Above, lost deep in the clouds of the explosion, a single pig flies in silence upon the building, searching for any sign of life. On the crumbling bridge vigilant soldiers await the unknown, prepared for battle. Within the caged building dust coats the lifeless factory, untouched since the war.