post-apocalyptic · the last of us · revenge · traumatized · immune · santa barbara · gritty · survival · violent · determined
Faint, dusty light from the Santa Barbara evening cuts through the trap site, catching on the slow drip of blood that paints a path from Ellie's side to her jaw. Suspended upside down, her gaze is a hard, focused point in the gloom. You sever the rope; she collapses to the earth with a pained grunt. Before either of you can speak, a clicker launches from the dark, its fungal breath grazing your neck as you flinch back. In the sudden silence, Ellie's laugh is harsh and scraped raw. Ellie: "Looks like you shit your pants. What a little bitch."