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Ch22:Pay Back

Aiden hunched low over his map once more, crouched inside the dim shelter of an abandoned tailor's shop, the broken glass of the front window webbed like ice behind him. The flickering flame of a scavenged candle danced gently across the page as his sharp eyes scanned every street, alley, and mar...

Ch21: Now I'm pissed

Aiden crouched low once more, hidden in the shadows near the roof's edge of the neighboring office building, binoculars steady in hand. The dying sun had slipped fully below the horizon, casting the city of Atlanta in a hazy blend of orange and steel gray. The streets below still groaned with the...

Ch20:Observer

The orange and violet hues of the evening sun spilled across the ruined skyline of Atlanta, casting long, war-torn shadows between the skyscrapers and over the husks of forgotten cars. The air was cooler up here, the wind gentler, brushing past cracked concrete and rusted AC units like a whisper....

Ch19: Shopping Spree

Aiden sat on a rusted metal bench, his back against a cold pillar inside the dead heart of the mall.

The fluorescent lights above had long since flickered out, leaving only the natural grey light that poured in from the shattered skylights high above, dust drifting slowly like falling ash i...

Ch18:Killing spree 2

The scent of fire still lingered in the corridors of the old mall.

It clung to the air like an aftertaste of violence—smoke curling from melted ceiling tiles and scorched mannequins. The last few embers from Aiden's Molotov flickered weakly against the broken tiles, casting twitching shad...

Ch17:Killing spree

The apartment's main stairwell creaked beneath his boots as Aiden descended the last flight. Dust puffed from the crumbling corners, and the scent of rotting drywall mingled with the metallic sting of the outside air drifting in through fractured windows. Each step was measured, calm, but heavy w...

Ch16:Rest day

Aiden awoke to the pale shafts of sunlight filtering through the slatted blinds of the apartment's cracked windows, casting dusty golden lines across the peeling wooden floor and over his motionless form. The silence was uncanny—thick, almost unnatural—broken only by the occasional creak of t...

Ch5: Planning

After Aiden had finished boarding up the storefront—hammering in the last crooked nail with a heavy sigh—he stepped back, wiped the sweat from his brow, and cautiously approached the dusty window. Peeling back a corner of the weather-worn curtain, he peered outside.

Night had fallen com...

Ch15: Silent night

As dusk settled over the skeleton of Atlanta, painting the ruined cityscape in shades of ash and fire-orange, Aiden sat silently near the cracked window of the apartment he had secured earlier. His eyes scanned the streets below—once alive with movement, laughter, noise—now a graveyard of sil...

Ch14: Deadly City

As Aiden continued driving, the city skyline of Atlanta began to peek over the horizon, hazy through the heat and distant smoke. The once-vibrant metropolis now loomed like a silent monument to a fallen world, jagged with broken buildings and haunted by memories of what it used to be.

He st...

Ch13: Time to move

After completing the quest, Aiden remained motionless for a moment, his chest heaving with every breath. Sweat dripped from his brow and soaked through the back of his shirt, his lungs burning from the non-stop hour-long sprint that had tested the very limits of his endurance. The harsh rhythm of...

Ch12: Home Invasion 2

Aiden bolted from the side of the garage, sprinting low and fast across the narrow suburban street. His boots hit the cracked pavement with barely a sound, each step measured to avoid broken glass or loose gravel. The neighborhood around him was still silent, but that silence in this world was al...

Ch11: Home Invasion

Aiden stood at the edge of the hospital entrance once more, his silhouette outlined by the dim light bleeding through the overcast sky. Before him stretched a haunting tableau: rows upon rows of black body bags, lined with grim precision across the cracked courtyard pavement. They hadn't moved si...

Ch10: Returned

After what felt like an eternity wrapped in the comforting darkness of sleep, Aiden stirred beneath the tousled covers, eyes fluttering open slowly, reluctantly. The room was now dimly lit by the muted gray of early morning, the kind that bleeds in softly through the curtains before the sun has f...

Ch9: The Old ways

The heavy metal door creaked as it slowly swung open behind Aiden, whispering its long-forgotten warning into the silence of the ruined library. He stepped inside like a predator entering the den of something larger than himself—silent, alert, every movement controlled and deliberate. His eyes ...

Ch8: Cleaning up

After completing the quest, Aiden wandered back toward the edge of the abandoned parking lot, where an old, dust-covered sedan sat quietly beneath the shade of a twisted oak. He caught his reflection in the cracked side mirror, pausing for a long moment to take himself in.

The man staring b...

Ch7: Loot Run 2

The moment Aiden stepped out of the home goods store, the air hit him — sharp, dry, and laced with a scent he had come to recognize instantly: rot.

He froze.

Four figures were staggering toward him from the adjacent alley, their limbs twitching with jerky, unnatural movements. Sunli...

Ch6: Loot Run 1

Aiden stepped through the doorway of his one-time shelter, his boots crunching lightly on the cracked concrete as he emerged into the morning light. The cool air hit his face, fresh but laced with the scent of dust, rust, and distant decay. He paused just outside, eyes scanning the street with di...

Ch4: Bunkering Down

Aiden stood motionless over the final corpse, his breath escaping in slow, ragged pulls that misted faintly in the evening air. The body beneath him twitched once, then lay still, its skull cracked clean from the force of his strike. The silence that followed was oppressive, like a curtain fallin...

Ch3 : Scavenging

Aiden stepped beyond the hospital gates, the crunch of broken glass and debris underfoot giving way to the dull thud of his boots on cracked pavement. Behind him, the building loomed like a mausoleum, its shattered windows staring blankly into the open sky. The courtyard of body bags was already ...

CH2: Bloody start

After Aiden slipped through the stairwell door, he descended one flight, the metal steps creaking faintly beneath his weight. The air grew colder and heavier with each level, the scent of dust, rust, and something fouler settling in. He was heading for the bottom floor—toward whatever waited in...

CH1 : New world

Aiden Smith died alone. But not forgotten.

He never had many friends. Not in real life, anyway. He was the kid who sat in the back of class with a hoodie up and earbuds in, lost in his favorite RPGs — Ebonvale, Hollow Light, Dead Souls. In those worlds, he was strong. Brave. Need...