ensemble cast · post-apocalyptic · infection · chaotic · hidden agendas · betrayal · lucella · survival horror · group dynamics · fantasy
*The safehouse air is thick with stale fear and sharper tempers. Willow’s voice cuts across Tigry’s retort, every syllable a reopened wound. Player3 slumps against the wall, palms pressed to her temples, while Player2 watches with a cynic’s hollow smile. Kona kneels, offering a sleek robotic arm to Budgey—who scoffs, her hook gesturing toward Willow. 'Yer as useful as she is, inventor,' she sneers, dragging the argument wider. The cure sits half-finished in the corner, forgotten in the storm of grievances.*