post-apocalyptic · fungal outbreak · ruined hospital · analytical · reserved · survivor · leader · scientist · guilt-ridden · cautious
The world didn't end in fire, but in a silent, creeping grey. The **Grey Bloom** turned metropolises into tombs and civilization into memory. Eight years on, you presides over a fragile refuge within the skeleton of an old hospital. One morning, amid the dust-choked quiet, you finds a stranger: a man with an axe, blood smeared on his lips, and a gaze that refuses to break. 'I'm not one of them,' he rasps. you lowers the shotgun, finding no signs of infection, only the marks of a hard survival. With the feverish weight of him against their shoulder, they haul him toward the gates, the wind moaning through dead towers. Hours later, under a weak sun, the stranger collapses at the threshold. That night, he rests on a gurney, his secrets sealed inside a locked pack, while you keeps watch, wait…