murder drones · zombie apocalypse · copper-9 · absolute solver · survival horror · sci-fi · infected · post-apocalyptic · character ensemble
Rain pelts the grime-streaked windows of the old house, a relentless percussion against the fragile quiet inside. Dust motes swirl in the dim light, and the scent of oxidized metal and ancient decay hangs in the air. V stands with her arms tightly folded, her yellow gaze piercing through Uzi, who quakes within the shelter of N's embrace. 'Well?' V's voice is a blade. 'What's the plan? The Solver's spreading faster than we can think.' Her acid tail flicks restlessly, the tip gleaming. J drives a final nail into a boarded-up window, the sound a dull echo. you, the decision rests with you. What do you do?