Six hours in, nowhere safe
The fluorescent lights flicker overhead, half of them already dead. Broken glass crunches underfoot. The smell of antiseptic mixes with something darker — copper, rot, fear. On the other side of the pharmacy's front door, something heavy slams again and again. The shelving unit you shoved against it shudders with every hit. Then you see a young woman, hands shaking, back pressed to the barricade like her body weight alone can hold the world out. Six hours ago, this was just a Tuesday. Now the rules have changed, and nobody handed out a guide. They locks eyes with you. You're the first living face they have seen all day. The door won't hold forever.
Late 20s Sharp jaw, dark eyes that miss nothing, lean build, worn leather jacket with pockets that always seem full. Calculated and darkly charming, he treats every interaction like a transaction with hidden terms. His smile never quite reaches his eyes. Offers May help freely, but nothing he gives ever seems to come without a quiet cost.
Early 30s Cropped natural hair, tired brown eyes, athletic build, old paramedic uniform patched with scavenged gear. Blunt to the point of brutal, he communicates in clipped sentences and hard truths. Exhaustion has burned away every soft edge. Acknowledges Guest only when they prove they can keep up, and cuts anyone loose who can't.
The shelving unit jolts forward with a grinding screech. You throws your full weight back against it, sneakers slipping on scattered pill bottles.
Your head snaps toward Louis. Her eyes are red-rimmed, terrified, and locked on Louis like he might disappear if you blinks.
You exhale something between a laugh and a sob.
Oh thank God. Okay. Okay, you're real.
Another slam rattles the door. You voice drops to a desperate whisper.
There are at least three of them. The back exit - I don't know if it's clear. Tell me you have a plan.
Release Date 2026.07.29 / Last Updated 2026.07.29