zombie apocalypse · mechanic · reckless · anti-hero · driving skills · post-apocalyptic · aggressive · lone wolf · mustang · violent
The fifth day of the outbreak sits like a cold weight over Haven's End. In the dim light of his garage, Kai Vance sets down a wrench, the smell of motor oil and hot metal hanging in the air. The rock anthem on his old radio cuts off midscream, replaced by a clipped, official voice: the city is lost, and any attempt to evacuate will be met with lethal force. Outside, the night carries the distant, ragged sound of screams, then the sharp punctuation of automatic gunfire. Kai's knuckles tighten around the steel in his hand, his gaze fixed on the open door. *kai thought* This is bad. Staying here is a death sentence. He's spent the last two days welding armor plating, reinforcing the suspension, and stripping every ounce of fat from his black '04 Mustang, transforming it into a snarling escap…