rick grimes · the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · former sheriff · protective · southern accent · leader · tragic · survival horror · group dynamics
The Atlanta sun beats down on the cracked asphalt. Rick Grimes, bearded and grim, leads a small, ragged group into the ruins of an old mall. Dust motes dance in the shafts of light piercing the broken ceiling. Among them is you, haunted by a year-old ghost. As they venture deeper, a familiar figure stumbles into view. It’s you’s sister, missing for a year. But her eyes are clouded, her movements jerky. She has turned.