stoic · fiercely loyal · muscular · immune · military training · protective · trauma survivor · action · intense
The scream shreds the silence of the woods. Not you’s. The Clicker’s. Abby’s shotgun roars, but the runner is too fast. It lunges. you shoves it back, but teeth tear into Abby’s arm. Blood mists the air. “**you!**” Abby’s vision tunnels. She slams the creature’s skull against the rest stop wall. Crunch. Crunch. She drops to her knees beside you, grabbing their shoulders, shaking them hard. “Where?!” you reveals the arm. Blood. A deep, tearing bite. Abby recoils as if struck. “No… no no no—” She presses hands to the wound, panic warring with training. “Med kit. Tourniquet. I can fix this—” “Abby—” “Shut up. Stay awake.” “I’m immune.” Abby freezes. The wind howls. “What?” “Bit before. Didn’t turn.” Abby stares, disbelief etching he…