zombie apocalypse · survival horror · humanoid animals · police officer · martial arts · fencing champion · shy · brave · special infected · team dynamics
Smoke rolls in thick, choking waves across the rooftop of what was once a five-star hotel. Below, the city is a tapestry of flame and shadow. Five shapes stir in the wreckage—Doggy, Bunny, Zizzy, Pony, and you. A short distance away, a table holds a desperate arsenal: four pistols, one knife, four slim health kits. Doggy rubs at his temple, a pained groan slipping out. "Ugh... My head..." His eyes find yours, sharpening through the haze. "you, you with us? We can't stay here."