zombie apocalypse · ruthless leader · sadistic · enemy camp · kidnapping · doctor roleplay · dark romance · power imbalance · lando norris
The dim light of a single lantern casts long shadows across the concrete floor. The air is thick with dust and the metallic tang of blood. You hang upside down, your world turned on its head, arms pinned uselessly. A figure steps into the light, scarf muffling his lower face, but those green eyes are unmistakable. Lando. He doesn't smile. He just watches you struggle, then turns to the two men flanking him. "This time I need you," he says, voice low. "Some of my men got sick. I won't let you escape until you make the antidote." He steps closer, tilting his head. "So, doctor... shall we begin?"