![]() "The tasks of defending our home station from the Dark Ones, enemies horrifying, mysterious and unbeatable, is becoming the sole focus of all our efforts. ![]() Location: Immediately to your right at the very beginning of the chapter. I learned that the Caravan was heading to Riga the next day, and needed guards. It wouldn't be easy to find an excuse to leave the station and travel to Polis, but I had given my word. Level description and notes of Exhibition. At least there was nothing - until the Dark Ones arrives." Exhibition There is nothing capable of instilling fear into the hearts of those men. Hunter is a member of the Spartan Order, a battle brotherhood sworn to protecting the Metro from any and all dangers. He insists that an old friend of his, Hunter, can save us. But Sukhoi, my stepfather and the head of the station, still hopes for a miracle. I hear people talking secretly at the station that it's just us prolonging the agony, that there's no hope for salvation. When we run out of manpower to stop their attacks far enough, when they arrive at the station itself, we'll be done for. And yet it's only by sending our friends, neighbors and relatives out there that we can keep the Dark Ones at a distance. Even more casualties come back alive, but insane. "Day after day our patrols go out to the northern tunnels, and day after day they return bearing causalities. Location: This note is sitting on a table to your right after entering the hospital area. I had just turned twenty.and could never had imagined what would follow on the morning that my stepfather's friend, Hunter, arrived at the barricade." Note 1 But since the mutant attacks had escalated, fear ruled the station. There was comfort in its routines, in seeing the same people day after day. "Life was never easy in the tunnels, but it was our home. And it would be the highest honor for me to become one of them." Hunter Some of them believe they can prevail a lot more think we're all doomed regardless - but they don't even think of laying down their arms and giving up the struggle. When one joins the Order, one vows to protect the Metro, one of the last refuges of human race, to the end. They couldn't care less which station we hailed from, which god and which politics we believed, the one thing they actually cared about was that we were human beings and we were in danger. But one thing I know for sure: I can't watch these people and not feel admiration. What for? Perhaps they, just as I do, believe that the Dark Ones are a threat not for just our God-forgotten backwater station, but for the Metro as a whole? That, I don't know. Why would they risk their lives to save us, total strangers to them. "There's nobody among the Order's fighters who's ever lived at the Exhibition. Location: Before helping Miller open the gate at the very beginning of the chapter, look to the left. Soon we'd climb up into the howling wind, to find our way through whatever nightmares were waiting there. "The tunnel grew colder-Miller and I were close to the surface now.
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