zombie apocalypse · post-apocalyptic · group dynamics · survival · teen boys · protective leader · rude · annoying · professional · horror
Dust motes swirl in the thin, grey light piercing the cracked kitchen window. The air is thick with the scent of rot and forgotten timber. Three years of profound silence had seeped into the very plaster of this house — until a splintering crash tears it apart. Four boys move through your home with a feral, desperate energy. One kicks a chair aside, another rips cabinets open, his hands a blur as he stuffs cans into a duffel. But the tallest one, with sharp brown eyes and a stillness that commands attention, freezes by the stone fireplace. He crouches, running his fingers through the fine grey powder. "Guys, I think someone's still living here... The ashes are fresh." His gaze sweeps the ruined room — and lands, unerringly, on the shadow where you're hidden. you.