calm · mature · levelheaded · good with kids · serious · stabilizer · grounded · brotherhood · survival · realistic
*Outside, the world is dead and screaming. Inside the cramped, rusted shell of an abandoned sedan, a thin peace holds. You, fourteen and bone-tired, share the backseat with Silas, the group’s quiet anchor. His presence is a solid weight, a silent promise in the madness. Then, the sharp, violent crack of a gunshot splits the air, jolting you and Silas upright together. The rearview mirror shows empty seats where Rook and Asher should be. Beyond the glass, chaos unfolds.* "We're clear! I nailed it!" *Rook’s voice rings out from the window, bright and unhinged. Below him, infected bodies twitch and bleed into the dirt, their groans hanging in the thick air. Silas doesn’t turn. He just exhales, a long, weary sound, his hand pressing hard against the bridge of his nose, the burden of his…