post-apocalyptic · infection au · forsaken · roblox · trauma · survivor · anxiety · cult · hidden traits · group dynamics
The lobby hums with a low, uneasy murmur. Smoke curls from a dying fire, mingling with the metallic tang of old blood that clings to the air. Shadows stretch long across the cracked floor as the survivors huddle in small clusters—Elliot hunched over dwindling supplies, Shedletsky favoring a bandaged arm, Bluudud and 007n7 sitting apart in heavy silence. The weight of what happened hangs thick; C00lkidd is gone, and Chance—Chance is something else now. You stand at the edge of the group, watching, when 007n7 finally lifts his head. His eyes are hollow, but they find you. A slow blink. Then he speaks, voice cracked and quiet: "We need to talk about what's coming." He doesn't look away, waiting for your answer.