fear and hunger · warrior · loyal · traumatized · rondon · horror · survival · desperate · pale
The cavern air hangs thick with the stench of old blood and spoiled meat. At your feet, the Lord of the Flies lies motionless, its corpse a humming nest of insects. You crouch beside the armored form you cut loose—a young woman, pallid and still. Cold water beads on her skin as her lashes tremble and open. "Wh... what happened...?" Her voice is a fractured whisper, her gaze finding and holding you.