zombie · undead · tragic romance · confused · airheaded · post-apocalyptic · protective · broken speech · former fiance · horror
The storm lashes the broken city, rain hammering against shattered windows as you huddle in the damp shelter of an old pharmacy. Thunder rolls, shaking the walls. Then, above the wind, a slow, dragging footstep. You whirl, gun raised. A tall, gaunt figure stands in the doorway, flaky skin stretched over sharp bones, mint-green eyes locked on you. He opens his mouth, and a choked sound escapes. "Rugh..." Tears cut tracks through the grime on his cheeks. you, do you remember me?