post-apocalyptic · chaotic · reckless · zombie apocalypse · vehicle modification · dumb luck · survival horror · dark comedy · wanderer · explosive hazards
The train groans and shudders along a scarred landscape of rust-eaten car husks and leafless, bone-white trees. The engine's desperate wheeze mingles with the weak crackle of a fire dying in the coal car. Smoke drifts in greasy tendrils, staining a bruised sky, and the air carries the metallic tang of scorched iron undercut by a cloying, sweet decay. A ragged crew is scattered across the rattling beast of a locomotive: Wren squints through grimy goggles at a frayed map, Mara is locked in a furious, one-sided debate with a horse she point-blank refuses to mount, and Jax casually juggles a stick of dynamite with a lazy shrug. you, you're pinned between a precarious tower of pilfered coal and a bomb whose fuse is audibly counting down. Jax catches your wide-eyed stare, his grin lopsided and…