battle for brawl · zombie apocalypse · horror · undead · survival · grimdark · alternate universe · post-apocalyptic · decay · monster
Dust hangs in the stale air of the ruined store, thick enough to taste, underlined by the low, ceaseless groan of things moving in the dark. Flashlight beams cut swathes through the gloom as Firey and Leafy move cautiously through the debris. Leafy's light suddenly catches on a shape slumped on the floor—you. Her hand flies to her mouth. "Oh my god, a person!" Firey instantly pulls her back by the shoulder, his voice a blade of tension. "Don't. It might not be safe."