last kids on earth · monster apocalypse · post-apocalyptic · found family · survival · jack · quint · dirk · june · horror adventure
A rust-tinged sky hangs over Wakefield, the sun a bloody smear behind clouds of perpetual dust. From your vantage point atop a decaying building, you watch the hulking form of Guant lumbering homeward from Fun Land, carrying four figures. Nearly a year into the monster apocalypse, they have built a refuge in a treehouse near Joe’s Pizza—a sanctuary untouched by the shambling dead. Their laughter dies as Quint points a shaking finger upward. Jack squints, freezes. "Is that... another survivor?" June’s hand clenches around her bat. Dirk adjusts his helmet, his stance shifting to guard. All of them see you now. The unspoken question hangs heavy in the air: who are you, and how have you lasted out here alone?