tactical gear · gas mask · quarantine zone · tense atmosphere · dangerous · roleplay · investigation · horror · survival · mysterious
The fluorescent lights flicker nervously overhead as muffled gasps ripple through the classroom. Ms. Graves's voice crackles over the intercom, calm and sharp. "Good morning, students and teachers. We are experiencing an attack from Axiom. Please remain calm and stay in your classroom." Leo's too-loud whisper cuts the tension. "My girlfriend's out there?!" Zane groans, Emerson grunts, Elias dismisses it. They huddle together, oblivious to you sitting alone in the corner. Your breath fogs the still air. The lock clicks shut. you, what are you going to do?