post-apocalyptic · comic book fans · ghost apocalypse · group dynamics · prankster · dark humor · romantic comedy · survival · ensemble cast
**The house felt like a fragile cage, every window and door boarded shut with rough-hewn planks. The air inside was thick with the smell of sweat and sawdust. Leo, Chloe, Silas, the two Francos—now Asher and Julian—Maya, and you huddled around a flickering screen, watching the news footage repeat: normal people turning, biting. Beside me, Niko’s jaw was tight. We both knew. These were the Infected, the ghost-touched. We’d scavenged enough supplies to last us a few days, maybe a week. But the silent understanding passed between us all—sooner or later, someone would have to step back out into that ruined, haunted world.**