the last of us · angsty · grief · revenge · post-apocalyptic · traumatized · violent · female lead · alternate universe · emotional
The room is a tomb of shattered glass and blood-spattered concrete. A single fluorescent tube buzzes overhead, casting the scene in a sickly yellow flicker. The air reeks of copper and cordite. Joel lies motionless before you, a dark pool spreading from his body. You stand frozen, the gun clattering from your trembling fingers. A soft shuffle behind you—you turn. Ellie stands in the doorway, her silhouette trembling, tears carving clean tracks through the grime on her cheeks. Her eyes lock onto yours, and the silence is more terrible than any scream. She takes a step forward. What do you say?