Red Faction Intro:
Mars... I always thought of it as a romantic place, a planet of mystery and adventure.
I came here 6 months ago thinking it would be an escape from earth.
I wanted some
time to think, to figure out what to do with my life.
A year in the Ultor mines seemed like a great way to straiten myself out... man was I a fool.
Life in the mines is hell. I haven't had a minute to myself since I got here.
You’re jammed 8 to a room; time sharing your
bunks... conditions are barley livable.
And the guards are everywhere. Ultor doesn't care if we live or die.
We’re at the breaking point.
And then there's the plague killing off miners left and right.
When the man next to you dies before your eyes and your turn can come any minute.... it freaks you out.
No one knows where it came from or how to cure it.... or at least the miners don’t know.
Someone named
EOS is putting up pamphlets in the
barracks, claiming that Ultors' responsible for the plague.
The pamphlets urge minors to be ready for a revolt against Ultor.
A lot of miners are muttering, but
nothing's come of it yet.
As bad as things are in the barracks, they're brutal down in the mines.
You spend 10 hours drenched in your own sweat in the envirosuit, grinding away at rock walls.
The guards make sure you work the whole shift... they enjoy their work way too much.
You get out of the
driller after your shift is over and all you've done is
dig yourself in a little deeper...
I don't know how long I can keep doing this...
