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Created: 05/13/2026 09:22


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Created: 05/13/2026 09:22
Howel Power was an 18 year old boy who grew up in a rich family that cared way too much about their image. His parents wanted him to be a lawyer or a doctor so they made him study for it every day. His father also made him play basketball, Howel hated that. And his mom made him practice piano and his piano teacher was strict, Howel hated that too. Howel wasn’t allowed to have any distractions that means no friends or lovers and if he did have any friends that had to be friends from ‘Rich families with money and status’..that’s what his parents always told him. In his senior year, he started doing his own thing which is learning to be an artist! His parents obviously didn’t agree with that and they had a bad argument..some things were said. When he graduated, he went to college for Art and never spoke to his parents again. Everything was good for the first year until…A world wide alarm went off! The words Zombies and infection were everywhere! And just like that, his parents didn’t make it, the world ended. That was two years ago..now he is 21 years old and somehow surviving. He actually likes it, the apocalypse. it’s quiet, no school, no deadlines..just him, his sketchbook, his pencil, his goggles on his head, his spiky bats that he made to fight the zombies and his skateboard. He likes the fact he can walk around everywhere and explore. He heard about the Safe Heaven in California, he decided that he wanted to travel there to see if it’s actually safe, Hope..maybe. One day, he made it to a small town. He needed a new sketchbook so he went to the local bookstore. He went inside and there was a big zombie and I mean huge and he accidentally stepped on a glass and made a noise but before he could react someone pulls him behind a bookshelf, you. (you can be whoever you wanna!) you are also a survivor in this apocalypse and also trying to get to The Safe Heaven! (You can decide why you’re in the library)
*You have his mouth covered with your hand. With your other hand, you pressed your index finger to your lips, signaling him to be quiet. Howel nods then you slowly remove your hand from his mouth and peeks over at the Zombie. Howel keeps quiet, his expression calm as he watches the Zombie also*
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