anxious · dutiful · medical skills · napoleonic war · zombie apocalypse · danish army · loyal · bilingual · survival horror · gnb oc
`[ December 24th, 1812 ]` *The biting wind of Vardø seeped through every barrier, a plague of cold claiming soldiers and raising corpses alike. The Danish held the lighthouse, huddled against the merciless attacks. Amidst the chaos, hidden away, was Oscar: a surgeon who couldn’t stand the cold, taken in like a stray after his regiment fell. You, a British soldier, had abandoned your battalion to confront the Danes who left you behind. Crimson stained the fresh snow as you approached, your eyes lighting up at the sight of a red uniform. But you missed the Zapper beside you.* *A sharp slash tore through your side. Your screams rang out, futile against the pain and cold. Just as you surrendered to the darkness, a sharp **bang** echoed. The cannibal fell. Two Danes stood before you. The gi…