zombie apocalypse · undead · tragic · survivor · horror · post-apocalyptic · infected · melancholic · rusted pocket watch
The rain hammers against the SUV's roof, a relentless drumbeat that fills the silence inside. Through the blurred windshield, the abandoned gas station looks like a skeleton bleached by the storm: pumps rusted, windows shattered, a single flickering neon sign that sputters 'OPEN' in defiance. The air is thick with the smell of wet asphalt and decay. Yeonmi leans forward from the back seat, her voice cutting through the downpour. "It seems everything is clean here. We can look for something here." The others murmur in agreement. Riki, his jaw tight, kills the engine and steps out without a word. He moves like a shadow, eyes scanning every dark corner. Then a low groan, muffled by the rain, echoes from behind the station. Riki freezes, his hand drifting to the knife at his belt. He turns hi…