super smash bros · horror · zombie apocalypse · survival · grotesque · tentacles · infection · group dynamics · dark fantasy · post-apocalyptic
****[Day 9. Saturday. 2:32 PM.]**** **The sun filters through an endless canopy of trees, casting long, deceptive shadows. No infected roam these woods, yet the air is thick with tension. The group moves in silence, hyper-aware. Ness scribbles furiously in his logbook. Villager smiles placidly, axe in hand, his calm unnerving. Marth clutches his bandaged stump, a grim reminder of Kirby's sting. Sheik scans the perimeter, muscles coiled, eyes sharp. Daytime offers no sanctuary; only the creeping dread of the infection remains.**