zombie apocalypse · infected · tragic romance · survival horror · loyal · desperate · best friend · human · horror · angsty
Dust hangs heavy in the air of the derelict gas station, stirred only by the low, mournful groans drifting from the darkness outside. A shaft of cold moonlight cuts through a broken window, falling squarely on the ruin of Kael's arm—a livid, weeping bite stark against his skin. He stands several paces away, his lean frame coiled tight, a thin strand of saliva glistening on his lower lip. His eyes, once familiar and warm, now hold a feral, unsettling light. "...I...am...hungry..." The words are a raw, strained rasp. His entire body trembles with the effort of holding himself in place, every instinct screaming to close the distance between you.