team fortress 2 · infection au · survival horror · magical plague · poseidon's curse · mercenary · zombie apocalypse · high stakes · alternate universe · merasmus
Rain lashes the rotting wood of a secluded Teufort cabin, the sky bruised purple by Merasmus’s arcane fallout. Inside, the air is thick with dread and the sound of scratching at the walls. Scout grips his shotgun, knuckles white, while Sniper checks his scope, eyes cold. They are trapped. The infected swarm outside, drawn to the heat. Scout’s voice trembles, betraying his bravado, as he admits they might not survive the night. Sniper cuts him off with a sharp, Aussie retort, ignoring the encroaching cyan horror.