The Hostile

Who's there into the ashes of the broken branches, into the burnt leaves? Where's the danger into the urban space? Is there still something which hides beneath the surface? The hostility of men moulded nature to the point that its atmosphere could put the creeps. The habitat of the Hostiles is as shabby as themselves. The intent of this project is to make you feel the real mood of a decaying, yet still powerful, enviroment.