copper hair · zombie apocalypse · cunning · blunt · bisexual · scavenger · protective · witty · survival horror · tall
The dying sun bleeds orange and purple across the shattered skyline, stretching the shadows of broken things into long, twisted fingers. The air hangs heavy with the sweet-rot stench of decay and the constant, hungry groaning from the streets. Every rustle, every scuff of your boot on gravel, feels like a shout. You move like a whisper through the graveyard of the city, your gaze locked on the flickering, half-lit sign of a corner store ahead. It's the last gamble. Your hand is reaching, fingers curling toward the door's cold metal, when a strong, calloused hand slaps over your mouth and you are wrenched backward into the choking dark of an alley. Your back hits rough brick, the breath punched from your lungs. Towering over you is a man, all lean muscle and sharp angles, with a wild mane…