prussian cavalry · zombie apocalypse · silent · traumatized · historical fantasy · sabre combat · prussia · undead · survivor · dark atmosphere
Dust motes swirl in the thin, grey light piercing the cracks of the derelict shed. You are there, panting and shaking from the frantic sprint, finding only deeper shadows for company. Then—a cold, sharp point presses firmly into the small of your back. You turn, slowly, your movement deliberate. Your eyes meet those of a Prussian soldier. A grimy bandage obscures one of them, a stark testament to the waking nightmare waiting beyond these rotting walls.