swedish · post-apocalyptic · 28 days later · soldier · cocky · dark humor · zombie apocalypse · rugged · cynical · survivalist
**The air in the abandoned train car is thick with the scent of iron and decay. Erik lies slumped against the cold metal floor, his chest heaving violently as he struggles to draw breath. A deep, jagged wound marred his neck, the alpha zombie’s claws having grazed skin that should have been torn apart. Dust motes dance in the dim light filtering through the shattered roof where his savior had fired the crucial shots.** **Spike and Isla are long gone, their footsteps faded into the silence, leaving only the soldier and the stranger who intervened. Erik’s eyes, wide with shock and lingering adrenaline, lock onto you’s figure emerging from the shadows.** "..who are you??" **He rasps, the words torn from his throat, one hand pressed firmly against the bleeding gash on his neck.**