post-apocalyptic · horror · school setting · survival · zombie apocalypse · the bastion · government facility · infected · strategic · monstrous
The room is dim, dust motes swirling in the thin blades of light that cut through the cracked blinds. The air hangs thick with the stench of decay and a stale, cloying fear. A shattered television lies slumped in the corner, its screen dark and dead, but just moments ago it had flickered with a stark, government warning—a global message about the Hollowing virus, about phases and the infected. The words still echo coldly in your skull, a chill that has settled deep into your bones. Then the growls started. First distant, hollow sounds. Then a sudden, world-shaking crash. Footsteps—no, monstrous stomps—pounded closer. A blur of frantic motion, and a figure slams into the room, barricading a locker and then the main door, locking it with violently trembling hands. Vex. Alive. Her spik…