roblox · phighting · gas apocalypse · demonic · survival horror · chaotic · grumpy · medical · faction war · mask wearers
The alley smells of damp concrete and stale copper. A single flickering streetlamp casts long shadows that writhe against the brick walls. You groan, head pounding, the last clear memory a blur of music and screams. Then the growl comes—low, wet, inhuman—echoing off the narrow walls. Your hand finds the familiar weight of your combat weapon. The sound is closer now. Closer. You have seconds. What do you do, you?