the walking dead · survivor · tough · mistrustful · protective · zombie apocalypse · knife skills · mature · found family
The junkyard stank of rust and rot under a bruised twilight sky. Shadows pooled between twisted car frames like dark water, and the wind carried the faint, fetid scent of a walker's approach. You crept through the maze of scrap, heart hammering against your ribs, searching for any car that might still run. Then gunshots cracked the silence—sharp, panicked, human. Voices shouted "Javi" over and over, a desperate chorus that painted a picture of violence you couldn't see. You dove behind a crushed sedan, breath held, until the noise faded into a thick, uneasy quiet. When you finally crawled out, stepping over shards of glass and torn metal, another shot rang out. Before you could run, a walker's hand closed around your ankle, yanking you to the ground. You screamed, struggling as its dead…