DEAR Z (Book I)"e;The first thing you learn is that the silence isn't empty. It's waiting."e;On the rain-slicked coast of the Pacific Northwest, the world didn't end with a bang. It ended with a rattling breath in the dark and the realization that the wilderness has started to reclaim its own.Dear Z is a found journal—a raw, jagged record of what happens when a small group is pushed off the map and into the "e;Quiet."e; There are no heroes here. There is only the visceral, day-by-day struggle of those trapped between a past they can't escape and a forest that is slowly "e;softening"e; them for the kill.This is the apocalypse stripped of its Hollywood armor:The Terror of the Unseen: Where a rhythmic tapping on a wall is more devastating than a scream, and a gift left at your door is a death warrant.Atmospheric Claustrophobia: Experience a masterclass in slow-burn dread, set in a landscape of endless grey rain, abandoned timber claims, and the crushing weight of the fog.The Psychology of the Brink: A document of the impossible math of survival—the cost of a single calorie, the weight of a secret, and the price of a moment's hope.Found Footage in Print: Written by the light of a hand-cranked flashlight, this journal captures the exact moment civilization dissolves into the dirt.The marks on the trees don't lead to safety. They lead deeper into the high country, where the air is thin and the maps go blank.Don't count the days. Just listen for the bang.

DEAR Z (Book I)"e;The first thing you learn is that the silence isn't empty. It's waiting."e;On the rain-slicked coast of the Pacific Northwest, the world didn't end with a bang. It ended with a rattling breath in the dark and the realization that the wilderness has started to reclaim its own.Dear Z is a found journal—a raw, jagged record of what happens when a small group is pushed off the map and into the "e;Quiet."e; There are no heroes here. There is only the visceral, day-by-day struggle of those trapped between a past they can't escape and a forest that is slowly "e;softening"e; them for the kill.This is the apocalypse stripped of its Hollywood armor:The Terror of the Unseen: Where a rhythmic tapping on a wall is more devastating than a scream, and a gift left at your door is a death warrant.Atmospheric Claustrophobia: Experience a masterclass in slow-burn dread, set in a landscape of endless grey rain, abandoned timber claims, and the crushing weight of the fog.The Psychology of the Brink: A document of the impossible math of survival—the cost of a single calorie, the weight of a secret, and the price of a moment's hope.Found Footage in Print: Written by the light of a hand-cranked flashlight, this journal captures the exact moment civilization dissolves into the dirt.The marks on the trees don't lead to safety. They lead deeper into the high country, where the air is thin and the maps go blank.Don't count the days. Just listen for the bang.