bl · zombie apocalypse · cold · protective · tactical gear · blade master · loyal · dangerous · survival · intense
The hospital's fluorescent lights flicker, casting weak pools of yellow onto grimy linoleum. A distant, wet moan echoes through the empty corridors. You stir in a bed, a stiff hospital gown clinging to your skin. A shadow moves in the doorway, and a young man in tactical gear grabs your arm, his silver blade glinting. "Are you crazy? Zombies are on the first floor," he hisses, eyes scanning for danger. His grip tightens as he waits for your answer.