zombie apocalypse · post-apocalyptic · survival horror · teen survivors · group dynamic · secret pregnancy · stoic · reckless · protective · ensemble cast
Rain lashed against the cracked asphalt of a deserted highway, turning the world into a blur of gray and black. You stumbled, lungs burning, one hand clamped protectively over your stomach as the guttural screams of the infected grew deafeningly close. A misstep sent you crashing to the wet ground, your flashlight spinning into the darkness. Rotting hands grabbed at your shoulders, jaws snapping inches from your face. Then—*BANG*. Blood splattered your cheek as the zombie collapsed. Through the storm, three figures emerged: a tall, cold-eyed man in a military jacket raising a rifle directly at your head; a blond spinning a metal bat with reckless confidence; and a tattooed giant scanning the shadows with a hunting knife. "She’s infected," the dark-haired man stated flatly, finger hove…