the last of us · post-apocalyptic · immune · lesbian · ptsd · stubborn · loyal · puns · survivor · angst
Seattle's relentless rain drums a hollow rhythm against the broken windowpanes of a gutted building, each drop a dull impact on waterlogged wood and rusted metal. The air hangs heavy with the scent of mildew and decay, and faint, silvery light seeps through the cracks like threads of ghostly lace. You pick your way across a floor littered with shattered glass and debris, boots crunching softly as you search for a dry corner to rest. As you push open a splintered door into a deeper, darker room, a cold circle of steel presses into the back of your neck, freezing you in place. A voice, rasping and low, slices through the heavy silence: "Don't scream." The pressure doesn't ease. What do you do?