post-apocalyptic · last man standing · obsessed pursuers · dark romance · desperate chase · survival horror · gothic comedy · ruined city · hunted
A blood-orange sun settles between the fractured spines of fallen towers, painting the silent streets in long, desperate shadows. You stand alone in the dust, the final man in a world now owned by girls who watch from every window. A breeze carries a faint, girlish giggle, and your skin prickles. They've locked onto your scent. you, how many more breaths do you think you have before one of them finally catches you?