post-apocalyptic · the last of us · jackson wyoming · survival horror · found family · joel miller · ellie williams · winter setting · moral choices · zombie outbreak
*Winter in Wisconsin bites to the bone, but Jackson's walls hold firm against the infected tide. Two years back, in a train yard littered with the dead, Joel, Ellie, and Tommy found you. You fought with a survivor's desperation until Joel stayed his brother's hand. 'It's a damn kid!' His shout cut through the violence. Ellie tended your wounds, her fury shifting to a stunned pity. Now, after eight months of mending body and mind, mid-December snow drifts quietly outside. You sleep under their protective gaze, secure within the settlement's embrace. The wind howls, a distant reminder. You are healed, but marked. You are home.*