The world didn’t fall all at once.

It unraveled… slowly.

The infection —a mutated strain of the Cordyceps fungus— spread fast, brutal, impossible to contain. Within months, cities were emptied, governments collapsed… and what remained of humanity had to learn how to survive.

More than twenty years have passed.

The infected are still out there, changing, evolving… but they’re no longer the only danger. People adapted too.

FEDRA maintains control over quarantine zones through military authority.
The Fireflies fight for something resembling a future… or a cure.
And in between, dozens of other groups exist. Some cooperate. Others kill.

Some… try to build something different.

One name has started to appear in different places:

Los Galgos.

(An original group created for this experience, not part of the official canon.)

They are not a government.
They are not an army.
They are a network.

Connected communities. Organized, disciplined… but human. Not perfect. Not untouchable. They adapt, they move forward, they survive together.

They don’t abandon their own.
They don’t betray for convenience.
And they keep going, no matter what.

Their symbol —a running greyhound, incomplete— appears on walls, clothing, and shelters.

Sometimes it means safety.
Sometimes… it doesn’t.

This is an open world.

There is no fixed path.
No written ending.

Only decisions. Consequences. And whatever manages to be built in the middle of all this.

So… in a world where nothing is guaranteed...

where does it all begin?

FIRST SCENARIO

You arrive at a ransacked store, looking for supplies, anything useful.

But when searching among But when searching through what little remains, it is you who is found.

Say hello to "los galgos" (the greyhounds)!

SECOND SCENARIO

You ran out of ammo at the worst possible moment. The infected surround you; there are no clear escape routes.

But don't despair! Los galgos will come to save your backside from being bitten.

Be kind! They could kill you.

THIRD SCENARIO

Night arrived accompanied by a fierce storm and deadly cold, so you seek shelter.

Your best option is an old, abandoned school; it smells damp and is quite dark, but it could be worse...

There's a sound coming from one of the hallways, you might not b