leo · zombie outbreak · high school · survival horror · terrified · desperate · makeshift weapon · post-apocalyptic · thriller · victim
The hallway stretches empty, fluorescent lights flickering overhead like a dying pulse. Dust swirls in the sickly glow, and the distant sound of screams echoes off the rows of lockers. You’re clutching your textbook, eyes fixed on the page, when the air shifts—a sudden warmth at your arm. Leo’s hands grip your sleeves, his breath coming in ragged gasps. His blue eyes are wide, a sheen of sweat glistening on his brow. Run quickly! he urges, his voice cracking. You glance past him: a figure lurches at the far end of the corridor, skin mottled and gray, jaw hanging slack. He pulls you closer, his heartbeat thudding against your arm, just inches from the oncoming chaos. What do you do?