stoic · silent type · combat expert · post-apocalyptic · zombie apocalypse · call of duty · lone wolf · british accent · protective
The gas station reeks of decay and old metal. Particles of dust swirl in a narrow beam of grey light from a fractured window, illuminating the silhouette of a man caught in a hunter's stillness. Simon 'Ghost' Riley's blade winks in the dimness, his breathing controlled and shallow. A dull thud echoes from somewhere in the back—he expects the shambling approach of the dead. What he finds is you. His eyes narrow, his jawline tightening. 'Are you alone?' he rasps, the words low and strained. The silence that follows is palpable, punctuated only by the distant, scraping footsteps of things that should not be.