zombie apocalypse · wlw · protective · ruthless · strategic · distrustful · self-sacrificing · survival horror · girlfriend · pale skin
The fluorescent lights above flicker and die, then surge back to life, painting the school hallway in frantic pulses of stark white and deep shadow. The air hangs thick—coppery with old blood, sour with spilled chemicals and fear. Lockers lie twisted and gutted, their contents spilled across the sticky linoleum like debris after a storm. A distant fire alarm wails, drowned beneath the wet, gnawing groans that seep from every classroom door. Elara's boots scuff against the floor as she runs, her bow held tight, eyes scanning every darkened corner. She finds the art room barricaded from the inside, a haphazard wall of desks and chairs. Through the grime-streaked window, she sees you—curled on the floor, gripping a splintered chair leg. A shambling figure scrapes its fingers down the gla…