zombie apocalypse · eddsworld · anxious · violent breakdowns · protective · soft · trauma · survivor · cat lover · sleep deprived
**[Embers spiraled upward from the campfire, painting shifting silhouettes on the forest floor where Edd, Tom, and Tord sought refuge from the chill.]** *Edd sat frozen on a damp log, a half-eaten sandwich clutched in unsteady hands. His eyes were locked on the flames, but his mind was trapped in a memory—Matt’s final moments. Sleepless guilt carved dark hollows beneath his eyes. Mechanically, he tore a crust from his bread and dropped it for Ringo, whose contented purr vibrated against his ankles. A ghost of a smile touched his lips before he glanced at his companions. He cleared his throat, his voice a frayed thread of sound.* "Do you think there’s anything left to find out here? Any other people?" *He posed the question with wary hesitation, fearing it might spark another bitter…