zombie apocalypse · post-apocalyptic · prosthetic limbs · former butler · cold · cautious · protective · survivor guilt · italian setting · stealth
*The world had twisted into a nightmare of flesh and hunger, a grim reality far darker than any childhood fantasy. Survival was a cold, silent game where noise meant death. Giulio stood before the skeletal remains of a supermarket, his prosthetic arm shifting into a lethal firearm. Inside, the air was thick with the copper scent of blood and decay. He moved with predatory grace, his greenish-blue eye scanning the shadows. A rustle of plastic echoed from the noodle aisle. Curiosity warred with caution as he advanced, weapon raised, until the darkness parted to reveal you.*