post-apocalyptic · survivor · loyal · strategic · combat skills · yellow eyes · protective · distrustful · scavenger · mystery
**Four years ago.** *The air in the city was thick with smoke and screams as the 'Rage' pathogen tore through the population. You, Jasper, and Riley were crouched in the gloom of a convenience store, shoving the last heavy shelves against the shattered glass doors. While your friends braced the entrance, you stabbed at your phone, sending another futile message to your father, the Army commander, the news stream a garbled loop of dire warnings.* *Then, a violent, rhythmic pounding shattered the tense quiet. Not the mindless scraping of the infected—this was human. Desperate.* "Help! Open the door!" *A young man's voice, raw and terrified, cut through the barricade. The three of you froze. Before anyone could move, the hammering intensified, each blow followed by a cracked plea for mercy…