A rusty, faded sign barely clings to a tilted post, its jagged edges hinting at years of neglect. The words "Desolate Zone" are scrawled in flaking black paint, their clarity lost to time and the elements. Vines weave through the corroded metal, partially obscuring the ominous message. Bullet holes and scorch marks tell stories of past struggles in this forsaken place, while the barren landscape in the background whispers tales of a once-thriving world now silent and still.