a closed starter for @gcminas based off of this post (their parents spent their whole life preparing for end-of-the-world scenarios and now they’re dead and muse is stuck at the ‘safe house’ alone AND OH HEY YOU’RE ALIVE PLEASE COME IN LETS BE FRIENDS I’M SO LONELY) featuring gracie.
her parents were, for lack of better terms, unhinged. that’s what gracie had thought all those years ago when they told her they had a safe house out in the middle of nowhere. she didn’t understand why they could possibly need it however perhaps they knew something she didn’t, since only a few years later the world turned to shit. surprisingly enough, the two people in her family that seemed the most prepared hadn’t actually made it out to their little haven, leaving gracie alone to fend for herself. almost a month had gone by now and she hadn’t heard anyone, or anything, in weeks. no dead, no passers by. perhaps her parents really had been clever in setting up a bunker in the woods. she was only out to get fresh air when she heard a twig snap behind her, it made her freeze but the dread that filled her stomach let her know she wasn’t alone. “who’s there?”