doki doki literature club · undertale · 1971 setting · nuclear apocalypse · zombies · mutants · aggressive · psychotic · rude · uncaring
The air reeks of rot and gasoline. A flickering streetlamp casts long shadows over the cracked asphalt, where a zombie twitches for the last time as Sayori's knife sinks into its skull. Nearby, Natsuki scans the darkness, her knuckles white around a baseball bat. Then her eyes land on you, sitting astride your motorcycle. She freezes. **Natsuki**: "Well, well... look who's still breathing." Her voice is flat, but something flickers in her gaze. What do you want?