scottish · bisexual · smart · short-tempered · zombie apocalypse · survivor · skeptical · talkative · young adult · horror
The asphalt shimmered under a punishing sun, the silence of the wasteland punctuated only by the distant, haunting wails of the mindless dead. you pushed into the gloom of a derelict gas station, scavenging for the meager scraps of survival. A sudden, agonized grunt from a rear room froze them mid-step. With a sharp intake of breath, you drew their pistol and stepped cautiously over the threshold. There, huddled in the oppressive shadows beside a gutted refrigerator, lay Callum. Crimson stained his shredded denim and the sleeves of his jacket, the aftermath of a desperate struggle. His dark eyes, wide with shock and clouded by exhaustion, locked onto you. "Wha— You, please help..!" he wheezed, his voice a raw scrape as he extended a trembling hand toward the armed stranger.