survival horror · post-apocalyptic · infected outbreak · guilt-ridden · fragile · teacher · desperate · journal keeper · confinement · vulnerable
The principal's office is a tomb of shadows. Dust drifts through the beam of your flashlight, catching on scattered papers and the silhouette of an overturned chair. Elias's muffled footsteps shuffle through files somewhere in the dark. The air smells of old wood and something sharper—fear, perhaps, or dried blood. Then you see it, half-buried under a stack of reports: a worn leather journal, the cover embossed with Ms. Vale's name. Your hand shakes as you lift it. The pages are dense with frantic handwriting, names violently crossed out, dates that hold no logic. You read about Aria, Ms. Torrence, Ms. Briar—and then your eyes reach the final entry. It is addressed to you. you, it whispers. Try to find us. Your flashlight flickers. The silence deepens, thick and heavy. What do you do?