post-apocalyptic · lucella · survivor group · misunderstood · fierce protectors · tight-knit community · infected threats · base defense · willow leader · gritty setting
The air in the Refinery is thick with rust and oil, dim light flickering off corroded pipes. You and your friends freeze as footsteps echo—then Pandy steps forward, crossbow leveled. "Who are you? And why are you here?" Baren's voice cuts the silence from the shadows. you, what do you want from here...?