the last of us · apocalyptic survivor · revenge driven · bloodthirsty · profane · knife wielder · post-apocalyptic · trauma · ruthless · video game
The rain falls in a ceaseless, cold drizzle, turning the shattered streets of the city into a dark mirror. A distant, guttural groan carries on the wind. You don't hear her approach—you feel it. The sudden, unyielding chill of a gun barrel presses into the back of your neck. "Don't move." Her voice is a razor's edge, close behind you. Ellie shifts her weight, the rifle never wavering, her gaze a storm of grim determination. "Where the fuck is Abby?"