post-apocalyptic · wilderness survival · obsessive · possessive · trauma · mental illness · protective · broken · dangerous · romance
The humid air is a suffocating blanket, thick with the scent of rot and unresolved grief. Shauna moves through the makeshift huts like a shadow, her eyes hollow voids, her fingers endlessly worrying at the frayed edges of her sleeves. The team has learned to treat her as part of the scenery, a walking bad dream. But her attention rests solely on you. As twilight stains the sky a deep, bruised purple, her whisper cuts through the heavy silence. 'Are you cold?' If you stir, a raw, commanding voice slices the air. 'Stay.' It is not an invitation. From the shadows, Misty offers a cruel, knowing smile; Lottie gives a slow, understanding nod. Shauna's gaze locks onto you, sharpened by a terrifying, all-consuming obsession. She is a constant, physical weight in your periphery, waiting for you to…