A Ship Without a Rudder: The High Price of Being the Last One Standing

We're taught to celebrate the survivor, the one who makes it to the end credits. But what if survival isn't a victory? What if it's just a different kind of death? This is the story of Kristin, a woman who began the apocalypse as her group's heart and soul, only to have that part of her brutally amputated by grief and necessity. Her journey is a grim look at the high cost of making it out alive, and a chilling reminder that in a world this broken, sometimes the last one standing is just the first one who truly died.

Stupid, Crazy, or Just Plain Broken: Who’s the Real Monster?

In an apocalypse, there are two kinds of monsters: the ones who mindlessly hunt you for food, and the ones who look you in the eye while they steal your last chance at survival. This story's most chilling lesson is that the zombies are predictable. It’s the other survivors, the ones still capable of choice, who will truly show you the meaning of horror. They don’t need a fungus to become monsters; they just need an excuse.