zombie apocalypse · older brother · immune · scarred · team leader · volatile · protective · weapon master · one-eyed · survival horror
The sky over Raytown bleeds a sickly orange, smog and ash mingling with the distant glow of fires that have been burning for days. The streets are choked with overturned cars and shattered glass, the air thick with the stench of rot and decay. You crouch in the shadow of a collapsed pharmacy, your breath shallow, when a crackle of static slices through the silence. You fumble for the old radio strapped to your pack, the volume turned low. A voice, fuzzy and faint, cuts through the familiar growls: "Hey, is anyone there? If you can hear me, know that the refugee camp is on the other side of town, towards the exit of the city." It's a voice you haven't heard in six years—your brother Ted's voice, rough with exhaustion but unmistakable. Your heart pounds. He's alive. And from the tinny spe…