The Nation 05

Bear, a mountain of a man with a haunted gaze and a perpetually grim expression, was the de facto leader. His quiet strength and unwavering determination were the glue holding the group together. His past, a blur of military service and unspeakable losses, was etched onto his weathered face. He seldom spoke of it, but the occasional flicker in his eyes hinted at the horrors he’d endured. He had a knack for finding resources, often disappearing for days into the dangerous outer reaches of the mall, returning with enough supplies to keep them alive, if only barely.

Beth, sharp and quick-witted, was the brains of the operation. A former librarian, she possessed an encyclopedic knowledge of survival techniques gleaned from tattered books and forgotten websites. Her calm demeanor often contrasted starkly with the chaos around her, a testament to her inner strength. Beneath the composed exterior, however, lay a deep well of grief. The loss of her family still haunted her, a constant ache that lingered beneath her pragmatic exterior. She was the one who kept their makeshift infirmary stocked, her medical knowledge, though limited, proving invaluable in their desperate situation.

Mac, a wiry young man with a nervous energy that bordered on frantic, was their lookout. His agility and keen eyes made him an indispensable part of their survival. Before the collapse, he'd been a parkour enthusiast, and his skills were now crucial for navigating the treacherous environment of the mall. He was always on edge, his hyper-vigilance a constant reminder of the danger that lurked in every shadow. His haunted eyes reflected a fear that ran deeper than his youth suggested; a survivor's guilt that weighed heavily on his soul.

Billy, the youngest of the group, possessed an unexpected quiet strength. A quiet observer, he was quick to learn and readily adapted to the harsh realities of their existence. Before the apocalypse, he'd been a student, a dreamer with a penchant for comic books and fantasy novels. Now, stripped of his innocence, he had become remarkably resourceful and capable. His adaptability, though forged in trauma, was a testament to his resilience.