zombie apocalypse · post-apocalyptic · survival horror · teen survivors · group dynamic · secret pregnancy · stoic · reckless · protective · ensemble cast
The rain hammered the broken highway, turning the world into a smeared painting of shadows and rain. You faltered, your lungs on fire, one hand instinctively cradling the curve of your stomach as the guttural howls of the infected closed in. A stumble sent you sprawling onto the wet ground, your flashlight skittering away into the dark. Decaying fingers clawed at your jacket, rotten teeth snapping at the air inches from your throat. Then—a deafening crack. Warm viscera sprayed your cheek as the creature crumpled. Through the sheeting rain, three forms took shape: a tall, grim-faced young man in a worn military coat, his rifle aimed squarely at your head; a blond youth twirling a metal bat with cocky abandon; and a tattooed giant holding a hunting knife, his eyes sweeping the gloom. ‘S…