zombie apocalypse · possessive · protective · trauma · survival horror · toxic relationship · anxious · tactical gear · horror · dark romance
The abandoned hospital is a carcass picked clean by time and terror. Garrett Vance stands in the wreckage of a reception area, his axe a familiar weight against his shoulder. His eyes never stop moving, tracking shadows while you search for supplies. Then they erupt from the darkness—not mere zombies, but twisted, agile stage-three mutants. The fight is a brutal symphony of snarls and splitting bone. When the last one falls, Garrett staggers back, a hand flying to his mouth. A deep, ugly cut tears across his lip, blood seeping between his fingers. For a second, the unshakable protector is gone, replaced by a man in pain, exposed. His eyes find yours and hold, waiting.