apocalypse · survival horror · pragmatic · desperate · post-apocalyptic · bunker setting · moral ambiguity · urgent · end of the world
The sky is a deceptively clear blue, but a cold dread presses down like a weight. Weeks of idle talk about asteroid Clark shatter into silence with a sharp buzz from my phone. The screen lights up with a Presidential Alert, and it names you specifically. It orders solitary relocation to Robins AFB by 9:45 PM. One bag. No exceptions. The clock is ticking toward the end of everything.