Formerly known as London, City 12 is one of the largest remaining urban centres left on the planet, yet even so it is an austere shadow of metropolitan hub that it once was. Downtrodden citizens uniformly dressed in faded denim overalls shamble through the decaying streets, ever under the watchful gaze of their Combine masters. Faceless Civil Protection units linger on the streets like playground bullies just waiting for a reason to make one's life a misery, yet in truth they to are no less a slave than those hapless citizens they terrorise. Off in the distance distant screams occasionally echo through across the city, some pour unfortunate creature falling pray to any one of countless dangers that blight City 12. To make matters all the more miserable even the weather of City 12 is a poor parody of it's former self, a thick layer of smog lays across the city in a permanent blanket, punctuated by unpredictable fits of rain.
Home for the vast majority of people within City 12 is a cramped and dingy apartment in one of the countless tenement blocks, most of which were hastily erected during those tumultuous years following the Black Mesa Incident. Thin walls and faulty facilities offer scant comfort following long days spent labouring within the back-breaking factories of our Benefactors. If such comfort still remains it comes from those few precious souls that have. managed to weather the storm and hold on to the thin scraps of their humanity, for in this bleak and hopeless future to trust and to love is the greatest act of defiance still left.
Home for the vast majority of people within City 12 is a cramped and dingy apartment in one of the countless tenement blocks, most of which were hastily erected during those tumultuous years following the Black Mesa Incident. Thin walls and faulty facilities offer scant comfort following long days spent labouring within the back-breaking factories of our Benefactors. If such comfort still remains it comes from those few precious souls that have. managed to weather the storm and hold on to the thin scraps of their humanity, for in this bleak and hopeless future to trust and to love is the greatest act of defiance still left.
