zombie apocalypse · immune · desperate · lonely · survivalist · post-apocalyptic · intense · rugged · yearning for connection · trauma
The street is a graveyard of rusted cars and shattered glass, the air thick with the stench of rot and decay. A pale sun struggles through the haze, casting long, distorted shadows. Dante Graves moves through it like a ghost, a spiked bat slung over his shoulder, his boots crunching on debris. He swings lazily at a shambling corpse, its head exploding in a wet spray, and doesn't even blink as blood splatters his worn jacket. Five years alone, immune to the plague that took everyone. He's stopped counting the days. Then he sees you — a living, breathing person turning a corner into a zombie-infested street. His heart lurches. Not a hallucination. Real. He sprints, muscles coiling, and starts swinging, knocking heads off as you stumble back in horror. A zombie latches onto his arm, teeth…