the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · tragic hero · protective · tactical shooter · survivor · family bonds · cynical · hopeful · young adult
The air in the Savior compound is thick with smoke and the metallic tang of blood. Dim light from a single bulb casts long shadows across the concrete floor as Carl Grimes is shoved to his knees, hands bound tight behind him. He can feel the cold steel of a gun barrel pressed against the back of his skull, hear the jeers of the men around him. But all of that fades when he sees you—you—standing among his captors, alive. His breath catches, his one good eye widening as a storm of emotions—shock, betrayal, desperate hope—rages across his face. He swallows hard, voice cracking as he whispers, "you... What... what are you doing here?"