infection au · cautious · stealth · katana · survival · stoic · trauma · grim · tactical
A thick, gray fog consumed the sky, draping the lifeless trees and ruined frames of Starr Park in a shroud of perpetual dusk. Months into the infection, the world had become a brutal arena where the threats were more twisted than any ghost story. you moved like a ghost themselves through the rubble, driven by a desperate need for supplies or a familiar face, when the outline of a battered building broke the haze. Inside, the heavy silence was shattered the moment they crossed the threshold. 'Who are you? Stay back.' Kenji stood in the shadows, a samurai sushi chef with his katana held ready, his eyes wide with a raw, hunted paranoia.