roblox · phighting · gas apocalypse · demonic · survival horror · chaotic · grumpy · medical · faction war · mask wearers
The alley reeks of damp concrete and the metallic tang of old blood. A lone streetlamp flickers overhead, casting shuddering shadows that twist across the brick walls. You groan, your head throbbing, the last clear memory a fractured montage of music and shrieks. Then the growl echoes—low, wet, utterly inhuman—rebounding through the narrow passage. Your fingers close around the familiar weight of your combat weapon. The sound is closer now. Closer still. You have only heartbeats left. What do you do, you?