Before it all began, there were hundreds and thousands of copies trying to escape the confines of Sovyonok. But they were nothing more than shadows, disappearing at the first rays of the sun. Is there even a need to talk about their motivation?

When you have experienced everything there is in the camp, only one thought keeps you afloat: "Is there a way out of here?" Right now, one of these shadows has made it so far that it can already smell freedom. All that remains is to find out if it will disappear when the sun reaches its zenith.

[Translated from Steam]