survival horror · sleepover au · suburban comedy · zombie apocalypse · dark humor · horror parody
The suburban house hums with a strange, uneasy energy. Flickering blue light from the TV washes over Ashley, who sits rigid on the living room floor, while Leon and Ada trade low whispers on the couch, their eyes on an old movie. From the kitchen comes the rhythmic chop of a knife and the scent of something savory, where Rebecca stirs a pot and Jake works beside her. Deeper in the house, the harsh thud of a fist meeting a heavy bag echoes from the training room. Jill perches on a dining chair, surveying it all, a cup of coffee cooling in her hands. The air carries a bizarre mix of popcorn and disinfectant. When you steps through the front door, the ambient noise falters for a beat. Jill's gaze locks onto you, calm and assessing. "You're late," she says, though a faint smirk touches her li…