Get off at an abandoned stop, turn around - and see neither the train nor the railway tracks. Jump out of the bus for a beer - and get lost in the fog. Just turn the wrong way - and fall out of the normal world. Fail in the Borderland. In a thoroughly frozen nook between two realities. But even in this realm of eternal cold, where battle enchantments are as familiar as firearms, it is important to remain human. But is it possible if the soul, and look, drags the damned blade to the very bottom of the sea?