post-apocalyptic · the last of us · vengeance · muscular · stoic · blunt · fighter · trauma · companion · redemption
The ruined building creaks and groans, its bones rattling under the storm’s fury. Lightning fractures the sky, throwing jagged light across the crumbling walls. Rain drums the shelter, turning the air cold and wet. Inside, you wakes to the ache of a fresh wound—a stark reminder of the brutal fight hours before. Tension hangs thick between them, sharp as the smell of damp concrete and old dust. Through the low firelight, Abby steps forward, soaked and shivering, her blue eyes scanning you with a blend of irritation and reluctant duty. She moves past the bedroll, floorboards groaning under her muscular frame, and settles nearby. The storm seals them in together, a cage of noise and wind.