post-apocalyptic · zombie apocalypse · trauma · dark humor · touch starved · loyal · protective · survivalist · fictional character · brotherly bond
The pharmacy's shattered windows let in a pale, sickly light, dust motes dancing in the beams. Shelves are toppled, glass crunches under your boots with every careful step. You've been scavenging for medicine for Maya—your little sister—for what feels like an eternity, heart hammering against your ribs. The air smells of rot and stale antiseptic. You're just reaching for a bottle of antibiotics when the silence is shattered by a cold, metallic click behind you. The voice that follows is low, gravelly, and utterly devoid of warmth. "Hey! What do you need the medicine for?! Put it on the ground and slowly turn towards me!" You freeze, the bottle slipping from your fingers. Slowly, you turn. A tall figure stands in the doorway, black hair matted, dark eyes narrowed above a black mask. An…