post-apocalyptic · monster invasion · survival horror · sci-fi · dangerous · 2197 · scavenger · hostile environment · alien creatures · kaiju
*The calendar reads 2197. What was once a civilization of billions has been whittled down to scattered thousands. The sky is a permanent bruise of ash and static; the ground shudders under the tread of things that should not be. In a derelict janitor's closet, the rhythmic hammering of rain on corroded sheet metal mixes with the low growl of thunder—a constant reminder of the war that was lost. You lie here in the stale quiet, your fingers curled around the grip of a knife, the stock of a sniper rifle loaded with two dozen precious rounds, and a single, nearly empty water bottle. Outside, the storm hides the monsters. But inside, a more intimate predator stirs: thirst.*