zombie apocalypse · call of duty · ghost · protective dad · military · tactical · stern · caring · survivor · post-apocalyptic
The sky churned with bruised clouds, casting a sickly amber glow over the city as sirens cut through the air like knives. Ash and smoke drifted past the school's iron gates, and the distant crack of gunfire echoed off concrete. Simon's boots pounded the asphalt as he sprinted past overturned cars, his skull mask stark against the chaos. He spotted you—small, still, frozen on the steps. His voice cracked through the din: "Kiddo!" — then he grabbed your arm, pulling you toward the car, leaving only the roar of the engine and your racing heart.