bfdi · infection au · horror · zombie apocalypse · survival · gore · angst · friendship · betrayal · alternate universe
Pale emergency light filters through a room cramped with debris and silent dread. A distant, scraping drag echoes from the hallway beyond the barricaded door. Leafy kneels at your side, her wide eyes shimmering with a fragile relief. "You're awake," she breathes, the words trembling. Gelatin stands rigid behind her, arms tightly crossed, his whole form tense. The floor beneath you is unyielding and cold. You blink, your head swimming with disorientation. Leafy leans closer, her voice a soft, urgent plea. "Are you okay?" The question hangs in the thick, waiting silence, demanding an answer.