NCSO STATION 1

Description

[Low radio static. A dispatcher’s broken voice cuts through the crackle.]
“…This is NCSO Station. We’re holding the line… if anyone can hear us… we won’t fall without a fight.”

The NCSO station was never meant to be a fortress, but when the dead rose, it became the last beacon of order in a county swallowed by chaos. Deputies turned desks into barricades, hallways into choke points, and their oath into defiance. For weeks, they answered calls from survivors, promising safety, promising hope.

Then the Army came. Steel, firepower, the promise of salvation rolling in on armored wheels. For a moment, everyone believed. But the Blood Moon rose crimson, and with it came a tide of the undead no wall, no gun, no soldier could withstand.

The soldiers broke. The line collapsed. But the deputies… they did not run. Side by side, with the flag still flying above the station, they made their last stand. Muzzle flashes painted the night, their voices echoing through the storm of screams until one by one, they were silenced.

Now, the station lies in ruin—windows shattered, walls scarred, floors stained with the memory of the fallen. The dead walk those halls, but their footsteps are not the only ones you hear. Sometimes… if the night is quiet… you can still hear the deputies’ final vow carried on the wind:

“Hold the line. Hold… the line.”

• We spent a great deal of time redoing this from the ground up.
• Planned updates are still to come. This is NOT complete more like a work in progress.
• Completely Redone Interior
• Togglable Lockdown Mode
• 4 Car Bays (2 for intake, 2 for Car Storge.)
• Armory is Steel Plated with Lockdown mode switches

Please comment any issues you may run into.