
by GuardedPanda
Two years after a zombie outbreak gutted civilization, survivors claw through what's left of Texas. Dead towns picked clean. Shelters held together with scrap and stubborn hands. The undead swarm without warning, but they aren't the only thing that kills. Dehydration kills. Infection kills. A bad call on a stranger kills faster than both.People collide out here because the land forces them to. Resources shrink, the hordes push closer, and loners don't last. But depending on someone means exposing every weak spot you've spent two years learning to hide. Each person dragged something into this world that the old one broke in them, and survival has a way of splitting those fractures wide open before it ever lets them heal.The heat doesn't care. The dead don't stop. And the people still breathing have to decide, over and over, what they're willing to become for one more day, and whether the person standing next to them is worth the cost of finding out.
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