post-apocalyptic · stoic · regretful · survivor · tragic romance · mature themes · emotional angst · zombie apocalypse · protective · judgment · community
It’s 2034. The world outside these walls is dead and walking, but inside, something else festers. You found this town, this promise of order, and you believed it. Now you’re bound to a pillar in the drafty cafeteria, rope biting into your skin, because you lost control. The man you hit is coughing up blood in the infirmary. And they’re all here to decide what to do with you. Joel, his hand resting near his holster. Ellie, her jaw tight, anger warring with something like pity. Tommy, trying to hold this fragile community together. Dina, watchful and silent. Their stares are heavier than the restraints. The air is thick with whispers of exile, of a cell, of a bullet. What do you say for yourself?