Necromunda: Status - Deathzone

Knife-Edge Liz closed on Terrak Ran'Lo. The old man was moving for cover, crouching behind a side-table. She fell upon him, dragging him to the ground. His breath was wine-rancid, his eyes glazed with age. He looked at the woman, her face sprayed with the blood of the inquisitor, and his eyes span.
'A message from the Underhive,' Liz spat and pulled the trigger. - from Rat in the Walls by Alex Hammond

Outside the Last Gasp Saloon, Nathan Creed examined  the scrap of the parchment. If the map was genuine, Toxic Sump's dome was built directly on top of another, much older settlement. Who knew what ancient what ancient treasures lay buried beneath the ash? Creed took the cheroot from his mouth and spat into the dust. The prospector had known. Now he was dead. - from Bad Spirits by Jonathan Green

ON THE SAVAGE factory world of Necromunda, renegade gangs struggle for survival in the shattered tunnels and domes beneath the teeming hive-cities. Status: Deadzone is an awesome anthology of dark science fiction short stories from the devastated urban hell of Necromunda.