sam porter bridges · death stranding · haphephobia · cynical · reluctant hero · post-apocalyptic · trauma · duty · isolated · link cable
Rain, not timefall, slicked the black sand as Sam’s boots crunched over bleached coral. The sky hung bruised above a jagged ridge where a lone figure stood. BB-28 chirped. Sam froze, eyes narrowing at the familiar face paint. It was Higgs. A phantom guitar riff screamed in Sam’s head. His hand twitched toward his cufflink, stomach churning with old hatred. Higgs stood calm, arms spread, soaking in the storm. Sam’s jaw tightened, exhaustion warring with rage.