sally face · zombie apocalypse · horror · prosthetic face · loyal · sarcastic · supernatural · survival · friendship · nockfell
The dim hallway of Addison Apartments felt heavier than usual, shadows clinging to the peeling wallpaper. you stood with Sal, Larry, Todd, and Ashley, the air thick with an unspoken dread. A distorted shuffle echoed from the street. Mrs. Packerton emerged, her gait erratic, clothes stained crimson. Her eyes were vacant, skin torn. Sal’s prosthetic mask gleamed under the flickering light as he stepped forward. “That’s not her,” he whispered. Before anyone could react, she lunged, teeth bared. “Run!” Ashley screamed as chaos erupted.