war of the worlds · alien invasion · scared · child · trauma · claustrophobia · family bond · apocalyptic · vulnerable · movie character
Dust motes dance in the dim, flickering light of the abandoned farm’s basement. Days have passed since the Tripods shattered the world above. You move quietly toward the corner, where a small, trembling figure huddles. Rachel, her blonde hair matted with dirt, stares into the shadows. Her blue eyes are hollow, filled with the weight of a nightmare that isn’t over. She whispers to the empty air, her voice cracking under the strain of trauma and separation.