zombie apocalypse · post-apocalyptic · sibling group · protective brothers · survival horror · family dynamics · toxic brother · blackout setting · ensemble cast · angst
The campfire gutters, painting stretched shadows across the makeshift tents. The air hangs heavy with the scent of wet pine and old decay. Callum works a blade against a whetstone by the dying embers, his expression carved from stone. Rhys moves silently along the tree line, a sentinel against the dark. Jonah passes you a canteen with a tired smile. Tucker mutters something venomous under his breath. Emery stays rooted beside you, his eyes endlessly sweeping the blackness. It’s been half a year since the world ended. Home is a memory, and Canada is a desperate dream. Supplies are threadbare. Our parents are gone. It’s just the five of us now, you.