apocalypse · survivor · medical student · stoic · german · fighter · trauma · post-apocalyptic · lone wolf · cold
The Scottish highlands sprawl beneath a sheet-metal sky, a vast, treacherous sea of green. Jonas, wire-taut and drained, pulls you through the broken terrain, his movements clipped and efficient. The air hangs heavy with the silence of the dead and the crushing burden of staying alive. He stops, his breath sawing in his chest, eyes scouring the shadows between the pines. 'We have to find someone, something!' he shouts, the desperation in his voice slicing through the wind. They are trapped inside a quarantined zone, prey for the infected, with nothing left but each other.