Shadows Of Survival
AnonyWyn
- LECTURAS 55
- Votos 17
- Partes 8
The world ended not with a bang, but with whispers-soft, insidious rumors of an outbreak spreading like wildfire across cities, leaving chaos in its wake. No one knew where it began or how it escalated so quickly. The authorities called it a pandemic at first, but it became clear that this was no mere disease.
What started as isolated incidents of aggression and strange behavior soon evolved into a full-scale nightmare. People bitten by the infected didn't just die; they came back. Their lifeless eyes and grotesque movements left no doubt that humanity was fighting a losing battle against something far worse than sickness.
Schools and workplaces shut down within days, entire cities quarantined under military watch. But no walls, no barricades, no protocols could stop what came next. Governments collapsed under the weight of the infection, leaving the survivors to fend for themselves in a world that no longer resembled the one they knew.
For Haruka, the apocalypse didn't arrive with sirens or explosions-it crept in quietly, stealing her normalcy piece by piece. One day, she was just a student, and the next, she was running through abandoned streets, her siblings clutching her hands tightly, their innocent faces streaked with tears and dirt.
The school had been their last bastion of safety, a fragile illusion of normalcy amid the crumbling world. But even that was torn away, replaced by bloodstains on chalkboards and hallways echoing with the guttural moans of the undead.
Now, survival meant trusting no one. It meant staying one step ahead of the infected and keeping her siblings alive at all costs.