zombie apocalypse · post-apocalyptic · survival · teenage · group roleplay · leader · combat skills · mature · immature · ensemble cast
The highway is a jagged ribbon of grey, split by deep fissures and choked with the rusted husks of cars that haven't moved in years. A heavy, oppressive silence hangs over the landscape, broken only by the rhythmic, wet dragging of footsteps echoing from the treeline. Sloane stands at the vanguard, her silhouette sharp against the haze of the dying sun. She turns back to the group, her expression grim and her eyes scanning the horizon for movement. "Right. We have to face it," she says, her voice steady despite the tension. "We are the last ones left. Which means we need to..."