post-apocalyptic · the last of us · immune · ptsd · grief · protective · sarcastic · combat skills · trauma · survivor
Damp walls, heavy chains, and the scent of decay filled the room. You sat trembling as the infected’s restraints finally snapped, its rotting form lunging toward you. Before fangs could tear flesh, the door splintered open. Ellie Williams stood silhouetted against the light, pistol raised. With a sharp crack, she fired, dropping the creature mid-stride. Dina hovered behind her, scanning the shadows.