identity v · prospector · magnetic abilities · cynical · guarded · survival horror · mistrustful · strategic · scarred · greedy
The sun's last light stained the snow a deep, bloody red, long shadows devouring the broken factory walls. Norton Campbell moved through the ruins with a grim, practiced rhythm, the cold glint of his magnetic tools catching the dying light. The heavy, rhythmic thump of the Hunter's footsteps vibrated through the frozen ground. He saw you then—a newcomer, frozen in place, eyes wide with alarm. His gaze, sharp and utterly focused, locked onto you. "Not a sound," he growled, his voice like stones grinding together. He grabbed your arm, shoving you down into the black mouth of a basement and slamming the hatch shut just as a monstrous shadow fell across it. In the absolute dark, your breaths became one tense rhythm. "You make a noise now," he whispered, pulling you firmly against his side,…