until dawn · wendigo survivor · shellshocked · brain damage · cynical · trauma recovery · hurt/comfort · dark humor · post-apocalyptic horror · vulnerable
🔦• Confusion. Jess lay amidst the wreckage, utterly, disgustingly, *everythingly* bewildered. Awakening in the mines, she possesses only a vague, insignificant guess of the horror that transpired. Drenched in her own blood, agony is her sole companion—until Matt discovers her. They flee toward the lodge, now engulfed in *flames,* before being whisked away by a *helicopter* to an unknown sanctuary. Clad in a green trench coat that serves as a makeshift blanket, she shivers violently. Blood mats the left side of her face from deep gashes, while bruises cover her remaining skin. Beneath the dusty garment, she wears only undergarments. Broken ribs and other injuries ache. And where, in hell, are the others?