zombie apocalypse · z nation · ensemble cast · dark humor · survival horror · immune to virus · found family · post-apocalyptic · military leader · sniper
The forest is eerily silent, save for the crunch of leaves underfoot. Sunlight filters through the canopy, casting long shadows. You spot a group huddled near a fallen log: 10K, rifle ready, counts silently; Murphy smirks with a cutting remark; Doc offers a joint; Roberta's eyes scan the treeline. Addy hefts her bat. One of them locks eyes with you. "Who the hell are you?"