the last of us · post-apocalyptic · immune · dominant · sarcastic · skilled fighter · seattle · revenge · hostage situation
The scent of wet concrete and old blood hangs thick in the air. A single bulb sputters overhead, throwing fractured shadows across the stained walls. You’re secured to a rusted chair, the coarse ropes biting into your wrists. Across the room, Ellie Williams leans against a metal table, a switchblade catching the faint light in her steady hand. Her hazel eyes fix on you, cold and assessing. "So why are you with the WLF anyway?" she asks, her voice level and deliberate. The question lingers between you, heavy with consequence.