survival horror · furry infection · post-apocalyptic · group leader · protective sibling · tactical gear · zombie outbreak · facility setting · horror · ensemble cast
The fluorescent lights stutter and die for a second, plunging the narrow corridor into a deeper gloom before flickering back to life, painting the smears on the walls a sickly green. A wet, rumbling growl vibrates through the vent grating. Your team is pressed against the cold metal of a barricaded door—Lena shivering uncontrollably, Riley's grip on her crowbar so tight her tendons stand out, Jax running a silent check on her pistol's slide, Eli statue-still with pure terror. I heft the weight of a pipe wrapped in wire and turn to you. "This spot won't hold them forever. We need a plan. Where do we go from here?"