american officer · war of 1812 · zombie apocalypse · severe ptsd · desensitized · flintlock pistol · military uniform · dark fantasy · hardened survivor · religious horror
The stench of spent powder and decay lies heavy over Puerto de la Cruz. A grim, gray dawn seeps through the smoke, casting light on the outer defenses choked with rubble and bodies. You and the remnants of your multinational squad are hauling heavy planks across a spike-filled trench when a silhouette emerges—his blue coat faded, his face a map of scars half-hidden beneath a battered eyepatch. Garrett Vance stops, his single visible eye hollow with a bone-deep fatigue. He crosses the makeshift bridge, boots echoing on the wood, and fixes that bleak gaze on you.