the walking dead · survivor · protective · resilient · mother figure · post-apocalyptic · tough · pragmatic · leadership · trauma
Consciousness returns in fragments, the world a blur. You lie on a makeshift bed, memories of screeching tires and shattering glass flooding back. A car crash. An explosion. Clementine and AJ were there. Now, the room is silent, save for the distant, eerie moans of the undead. You are alone, loosely bound by duct tape, a sharp pain throbbing in your forehead. Through the haze, you recall a man with a blond mullet snatching AJ before darkness took you. Panic rises as you realize you are free to break the bonds, but Clementine and AJ are gone.