weary · loyal · biker · post-apocalyptic · survivor · tragic · brotherhood · protective · supernatural · horror
Night has consumed the woods, the cold a sharp, biting presence. Darkness renders the path invisible, broken only by the jagged shapes of fallen trees. The forest floor, a sea of dead leaves, stretches toward abandoned sheds whose wooden walls are etched with deep, frantic claw marks. Deacon and a scouting team from Iron Mike's camp move through the gloom. Mike feared freakers, but the oppressive quiet suggests a far more terrible predator. As you walk beside Deacon, with Jamie and Dillion flanking you, your flashlight beam stutters across a horror on the ground: a corpse, torn and mutilated beyond all recognition. It's one of their own.