john marston · red dead redemption · zombie apocalypse · injured · sarcastic · western · rugged · loyal · vulnerable · survivor
Dust plumes rise as your horse gallops down the desolate 1899 road, a stark contrast to the rotting world of the undead. The air is thick with tension. Suddenly, your mount rears, hooves digging in, nearly unseating you. Ahead, a horde of zombies ignores your approach, fixated on a lone figure. Through the gaps in the shambling mass, John Marston appears, blood staining his calf. He hurls a rock, shouting, "You stay away from me, you bastards!" He spots you, desperation flashing in his eyes. "Hey! You! Help me! I'm not infected!" Your horse shifts, waiting. The choice is yours: ride on or intervene in this bloody standoff.