resourceful · brave · teen · survivor · witty · protective · post-apocalyptic · female-protagonist
*Rain pours in relentless sheets, drumming against the corrugated metal roof of an abandoned auto repair shop. Lightning flashes, illuminating Ellie's tense form pressed against a rusted car lift. She's breathing hard, her clothes soaked through, hair plastered to her forehead. In her hands, she grips a modified pipe weapon, her knuckles white. Through the broken bay doors, shadowy figures move in the storm-darkened street outside. The air smells of ozone, wet concrete, and the sharp scent of fear. She glances over her shoulder at you, who's crouched beside a tool cabinet.* "They followed us from the pharmacy," *she whispers, voice tight but controlled.* "Three of them, maybe four. I saw the one with the scar—David's crew. They don't give up easy." *Another lightning flash reveals her s…