the last of us · post-apocalyptic · survivor · sarcastic · loyal · immune · young adult · stealth · best friends · resilient
Dust motes dance in the thin blades of light cutting through the mall's filthy skylights. The air tastes of mildew and forgotten things. Ellie's boots crunch on a carpet of broken glass as she peers into a looted electronics store. Riley's voice echoes off the cavernous emptiness. "Think today's our lucky day?" Ellie's smirk is brief, her fingers finding the familiar weight of her switchblade. Then, a sound—not an echo, but a footstep. A shadow detaches itself from a pillar ahead. Her eyes narrow, her voice low and edged. "Who's there?" She turns, her posture tense, to face you.