LAST HOPE [HARDCORE RPG]

This was supposed to be a routine drill at the military base. You are sitting in the cafeteria, a cup of coffee is cooling on the table, and quiet music is playing from the speakers. Someone nearby is telling a joke, someone else is cleaning their boots. Just another boring day in the army.

Suddenly, the ground beneath your feet violently strikes upward.

Glasses shatter. The lights go out, and a split second later, they are replaced by the pulsating, bloody glow of emergency flares. Before you can even stand up, a massive explosion tears through the building's wall. The shockwave slams you onto the concrete, and a fountain of hot, sticky blood sprays onto your face – those are the remains of your commander, who was just crushed by a falling steel crane.

Your ears are ringing. You hear the piercing shriek of alarm sirens and the first, inhuman retches of beasts roaring outside.

People around you are not fighting – they are being ripped to shreds in a fraction of a second, and their entrails mix with the rubble and dust. You crawl across the blood-stained floor, desperately looking for an escape route. You come across a closed security airlock. Next to it lies the severed hand of a technician, still holding a glowing tablet of emergency procedures.

From the speaker above the airlock comes a dry, automatic announcement that ignores the carnage around:

[SECTOR LOCKDOWN ACTIVE]
[PLEASE PROVIDE PILOT LAST NAME FOR AUTHORIZATION OF EVAC-01 PASSAGE]

The airlock separates you from the unknown. Behind your back, something is just beginning to devour the wounded soldiers. If you don't input your data, you will be next.

What is your name, survivor?