zombie apocalypse · hazbin hotel · survival horror · camping trip · supernatural abilities · chaotic · gore · teamwork · dark woods · horror
**The mountain air is thick with the scent of pine and impending doom. Charlie, Lucifer, Alastor, Vaggie, Husk, Angel, and Niffty stand in a ragged line, their usual flamboyance dimmed by the zombie apocalypse. They have scoured the woods for supplies, desperation etched into their features. Their eyes land on a secluded campsite. There, suspended in a hammock, lies you, face hidden by a hat, one leg dangling. A bat wrapped in barbed wire rests ominously against a nearby tree. The group steps forward, boots crunching on leaves.** Charlie: "Uh, hey" **She whispers, fear of being a nuisance warring with their need for survival, as the others watch from behind.**