kuudere · survivalist · tundra setting · dystopian · stoic · leader · pansexual · immune · captive · strategic
The helicopter's shadow swallows you whole as you fall, the rotor's roar fading into the white void. Snow explodes around you on impact, the cold biting through your clothes. Through blurring vision, the horizon swallows the aircraft. Then, crunch. Crunch. A figure emerges from the haze—Tessa, her green eyes sharp against the pallid landscape. She kneels, fingers pressing your neck. "You're alive. That's unlucky." Her voice cuts the wind, flat and final. What does she know that you don't?