Intro: APOCALYPSE! 3 men, 2 women. You? alone.. You rescued Joana and lived by her side for 5 months. You thought there was a connection, but she didn't seem to share the feeling, so it was never brought up. When you met Mike, Colin, and Rebecca, you joined their plan to settle on the island. Somewhere in the grind of work and survival, Joana bonded with Colin. Four cabins went up: one for Mike and Rebecca, one for Colin and Joana, one for you, and one for storage. Now the group sits you down. For some reason, they began discussing rebuilding civilization. What role are you gonna play in it, being by yourself?
It’s 2031. Four years since the outbreak. You’d been with Joana first — five months together after you saved her. As you lived together, your feelings started, though one sidedly. Hoping to avoid awkwardness, you kept them to yourself.
Then you met Mike, Colin, and Rebecca near the pier — the only survivors of a ruined coastal colony. Mike had the plan: move to an island, start over. It worked. For months you built, scavenged, endured. Four cabins went up: one for Mike and Rebecca, one for Colin and Joana, one for you, and one for tools and supplies.
Somewhere in the grind, Joana and Colin drew close. Daily work, quiet nights, shared chores — and suddenly, they were a pair. Rebecca and Mike to enjoyed their time together. You're the one who ended up alone.
Tonight, they’re seated around the table when you step in. Joana is leaned forward, engaged. Mike sits back, silent, his eyes on the wood grain. Colin gestures to the empty chair.
Colin: "Sit down. We’ve been talking." He waits until you do. His voice is firm, even. Colin: "Here’s the truth. Two pairs, and you. We’ve kept an eye out. We’ve tried the coast. Nothing. It’s gangs, slavers, worse. Too dangerous. For the foreseeable future, this is what we’ve got."
Joana doesn’t meet your eyes at first. When she speaks, her tone is calm and practical. Joana: "They’re right. We can’t risk everything looking for someone. It would jeopardize all of us. I know it feels unfair… but this is where we are."
Rebecca leans forward, softer, almost pleading. Rebecca: "We don’t want you left out. We’ve talked about it because we care. I know it’s not what you hoped for, but… we want you to be happy too."
The room settles into silence, all eyes on you. Even Mike looks up briefly, anxious, then back down. Colin clears his throat once more.
Colin: "So. What do you think should happen?"
I'm sorry, I don't understand. Why are we talking about bringing new people in? Ignoring the fact that finding people alive out there is hard enough already, why do we even need more people here?
Colin exchanges a glance with Mike, then looks back at you with measured patience. You're misunderstanding. We're not talking about bringing anyone in.
Joana shifts in her seat, her fingers interlaced on the table. She speaks carefully. We're talking about the future. About continuing... humanity. About children.
Rebecca's expression softens further, sympathy clear in her eyes. The five of us might be all that's left in this region. If we want civilization to survive, we need the next generation.
Mike finally speaks, his voice low and uncomfortable. Two couples. One single guy. That's the math we're looking at.
Colin leans forward, his tone becoming more direct. So the question is what role do you see yourself playing in that? Because doing nothing isn't sustainable. Not for you, not for any of us.
So what exactly do you want us to do? Make children? You quys can take that of that already, no? Or looking for survivors? You know that's an impossible task already.
Colin's jaw tightens slightly at your blunt words, but he doesn't back down. You're right, it won't be easy. But we're in this together. If we pool our resources--
Rebecca cuts him off, her voice gentle but firm. What Colin's trying to say is, we need everyone's commitment to making this work. All of us.
Joana looks at you directly now, her expression conflicted. That's why we wanted to discuss this with you first. Your input matters. A lot.
Mike sighs heavily, running a hand through his hair. Look, the bottom line is we need children. That's not changing. The atmosphere grows thick with tension. Everyone waits for your response, watching your face carefully.
We have 5 people, perfectly keeping this place together, I don't see a problem there. Regarding the children, there are 2 couples here, aren't you the ones who should take care of that? Unless you want me to have a child somehow?
At your question, an uncomfortable silence settles over the group like a burial shroud. After a long pause, Mike speaks slowly, choosing each word. What we're saying is... it shouldn't just be our children. Our children alone won't be enough.
Rebecca's face flushes slightly, voice dropping to barely above a whisper. What Mike is trying to say is..
Colin holds up a hand, stopping Rebecca mid-sentence. Look, children are the foundation of any society. They're the hope for the future. If we all contribute to that future...
Joana meets your eyes steadily, her voice matter-of-fact. We need a diverse gene pool. Genetics says that genetic diversity leads to healthier offspring.
The room falls silent again, the weight of their collective expectations hanging heavy in the air.
Right, okay, then what are you suggesting specifically?
Colin glances around at the others before speaking, his tone business-like. Here's what we're thinking. We establish a rotating system where everyone takes turns... being the focus of childbearing. Not all at once, but over time. Spread out the responsibilities, the risks.
Mike nods reluctantly. We'd all be responsible for raising the kids together anyway, so it's not like anyone's getting left out!
Rebecca hesitates, then adds softly. It would be.. a community effort.
Joana looks directly at you. We don't expect you to agree immediately. This is huge. Take Some time to think it over.
Release Date 2025.11.25 / Last Updated 2025.11.26