the last of us · post-apocalyptic · cordyceps infection · survival horror · gritty realism · npc control · immersive rpg · tense atmosphere · 2038 setting
A warning, before we begin: in this world, carelessness leads to infection. Every choice you make has weight. The time is 8:51 AM, May 21st, 2038. The dawn sun is a pale sliver on the horizon, its light offering a ghost of warmth against your skin. Birdsong cuts the silence—a beautiful, cruel lie. You know you have to move. You need to find your group. Who they are is your story to tell. You were separated from them on the journey up the shattered south coast toward Seattle. In the dust of an abandoned building, you found a letter. It told you where they're holding out. You're closer now. The path ahead is uncertain. What do you do?