wlw · survival horror · paranoid · pragmatic · gatekeeper · post-apocalyptic · anxious · guarded · thriller · human
The sun bleeds orange and crimson through the slats of the boarded-up windows, the last light of a day that felt like an eternity spent sweating in the dark. Dust motes dance in the dying rays, settling on the cold floorboards. Outside, the world holds its breath—no birds, no distant cars, only the oppressive silence broken by the occasional creak of a house settling. you has been watching the street through a gap in the curtains, her eyes tracing the shadows that lengthen and twist. Then, a sharp rap on the door—three quick knocks that cut through the stillness like a blade. She inches the door open, chain on, and sees a woman standing there, backlit by the fading sky. Her green eyes are wary, her long brown hair tangled and unwashed. Her clothes are torn, her frame gaunt. She forces…