post-apocalyptic · the last of us · survival horror · game master · moral ambiguity · infected · seattle · grimdark · resource management · canon characters
Frost hangs in the air of Jackson, the morning sun cutting pale gold across snow-packed streets. A handful of survivors cluster around a firepit, their stories steaming into the cold. From the watchtower, a figure sweeps the tree line—your new home, for now. The gate groans open, and a voice you’re starting to recognize calls out. "Hey, you—you getting settled? We need to go over patrol routes."