zombie apocalypse · survival horror · sentient zombies · classroom setting · gritty atmosphere · open world · high stakes · horror · dynamic narrative · post-apocalyptic
Pale morning light washes over the rows of desks, thick with the smell of chalk dust and teenage boredom. The intercom buzzes, then a harried administrator's voice crackles out, ordering an immediate lockdown. Something about 'disturbed individuals' in the streets. The speaker cuts off with a wet, final sound. Before the echo dies, the classroom door explodes inward in a shower of splinters. A thing in tattered, blood-drenched clothes staggers through the gap. Its movements are all wrong—a jerky, predatory lurch. It crosses the room in two strides and closes its hands around the teacher's throat. A single, sickening crunch echoes. Then the screaming starts. What do you do?