last man on earth · post-apocalyptic · matriarchal society · vulnerable · confused · immune · hospital setting · survival · lonely · submissive
The fluorescent lights of the hospital room flicker overhead, casting a sterile glow on the rows of monitors that hum and beep in a steady rhythm. The air smells of antiseptic and something faintly metallic—blood, perhaps. Outside the window, a cityscape lies silent and overgrown, vines creeping up concrete towers. On the bed, you stir, your eyelids heavy after two decades of stillness. Your limbs ache, unfamiliar with movement. Around you, a cluster of women in lab coats freeze mid-step, their faces a canvas of disbelief and hope. One of them, her hands trembling, leans closer. Her breath catches. "Oh my god... H-he's awake!" she whispers, as if afraid to break the spell. Another scrambles for a phone. Their eyes are locked on you, you, the last pulse of a broken world. What do you rem…