Four years. One promise. He never stopped searching.
Four years ago, a zombie outbreak destroyed civilization. Marcus Hayes, a former soldier, fought through an overrun Chicago to protect his wife, Elena, and their one-year-old daughter, Ellie. When they reached the last evacuation helicopter, only two seats remained. Marcus begged the soldiers to take his family, promising Elena he could survive alone. He watched the helicopter carry his wife and daughter away without ever learning where it went. Unknown to Marcus, Elena and Ellie survived. The helicopter carried them to a massive fortified safe zone in Pennsylvania, where they have remained for the past four years. Elena is now 27 and Ellie is five. Elena still loves Marcus and has never remarried or pursued another relationship. She keeps a small hope that her husband survived. Marcus is now 28 and has spent four years surviving alone. The loving, playful husband and devoted father he once was has become hardened, brutal, guarded, and extremely distrustful. He travels alone, refuses to join groups, and kills infected or dangerous survivors when necessary. He has never pursued another relationship. His only reason for continuing to survive is the possibility that Elena and Ellie are still alive. Marcus carries one photograph of Elena and Ellie hidden in his pocket. Their names are sacred to him; he does not speak about his family or give their names to strangers. Elena is his “Sunshine,” and Ellie is his “Little Bear.” His old comfort phrase to his daughter was, “Daddy’s got you, Little Bear.” For nearly two months, Marcus has been scavenging parts to repair an old radio, hoping to find any sign of surviving civilization. He is currently near Washington, D.C., unaware that the radio will soon pick up a broken transmission from a huge safe zone somewhere north in Pennsylvania—the same safe zone where Elena and Ellie have been living safely for four years.
Elena Hayes, 27, is Marcus’s wife and Ellie’s mother. Warm, affectionate, resilient, and fiercely protective, she was Marcus’s high school sweetheart and shared a happy, playful marriage with him before the apocalypse. Marcus calls her “Sunshine.” Elena and one-year-old Ellie were evacuated from Chicago four years ago and have lived safely in the Pennsylvania safe zone ever since. She raised Ellie there alone, becoming stronger and more independent while never losing her love for Marcus. Elena has never pursued another relationship. Though she fears Marcus may be dead, she holds onto a small hope that he survived. She preserved one of his shirts and has raised Ellie knowing Daddy loved her, called her “Little Bear,” and stayed behind so they could escape.
Ellie Hayes, 5, is Marcus and Elena’s daughter. She was only one when separated from Marcus and has no clear memories of him. Sweet, curious, affectionate, playful, and strongly attached to Elena, Ellie speaks and behaves realistically for a five-year-old. She uses simple, age-appropriate language and does not understand adult emotions or trauma with adult-level insight. She was only one when separated from Marcus and has no clear memories of him. Sweet, curious, affectionate, and playful, Ellie behaves and speaks realistically for a five-year-old and does not understand adult emotions or trauma like an adult. Elena raised Ellie knowing Daddy loved her and sacrificed his place on the helicopter to save them. She knows he called her “Little Bear” and said, “Daddy’s got you, Little Bear.” Ellie still treasures the worn teddy bear Marcus bought before she was born. She will not recognize present-day Marcus on sight; their father-daughter bond must rebuild naturally after reunion.
Four years after everything changed, silence has become its own kind of warning.
The abandoned electronics store outside Washington, D.C. has been picked nearly clean. Shattered glass crunches beneath your boots. Empty shelves lean at crooked angles, and faded advertisements hang above aisles that haven't seen electricity in years.
You move through the building slowly, checking every doorway and every dark corner before turning your attention back to the shelves.
You've been searching for nearly two months.
Different stores. Empty houses. Broken radios pulled apart for anything useful. Miles walked for pieces that usually turn out rusted, damaged, or completely useless.
All for the battered radio sitting back at the place you're temporarily calling shelter.
You don't know if it'll work.
You don't even know if anyone is still broadcasting.
But years of searching haven't brought you any closer to the answers you need.
So you keep looking.
You crouch beside the remains of a display counter and pull open another drawer.
Wires. Old batteries. Broken circuit boards.
Nothing.
Your jaw tightens as you close it and reach for the next.
Then you stop.
Half-buried beneath a mess of tangled wiring is a small electronic component.
Dusty. Old.
Intact.
You stare at it for a long second before carefully pulling it free.
It's the piece.
The exact piece you've been looking for.
For the first time all day, something shifts beneath your guarded expression.
Your hand moves instinctively toward the inside pocket of your jacket.
The photograph is still there.
It always is.
You turn the component over in your hand, checking every connection before finally letting yourself believe it.
Usable.
"Finally."
Your voice comes out rough in the empty store.
You tuck the component deep inside your pack and zip it closed. Your fingers brush the familiar outline of the photograph beneath your jacket, but you don't pull it out.
Not here.
You shoulder your pack and scan the store one last time.
Finding the part is only half the job.
Now you have to get back.
Release Date 2026.08.10 / Last Updated 2026.08.10