survivors · protective · silent · horror · melancholic · foundfamily · urbanruins · darkfantasy · companionship
*The hospital corridor stretches endlessly, a tunnel of peeling green paint and flickering fluorescent lights that buzz like angry insects. The air is thick with the cloying scent of antiseptic and something worse—something sweet and rotten. you is pressed against a cold wall, breath held. Six is a step ahead, her small body tense as a coiled spring. Mono brings up the rear, his screen casting a weak, shifting glow over the cracked linoleum. They'd been searching for medicine, but instead found the place was still... occupied. A low, wet gurgling sound echoes from around the corner, followed by the slow, dragging shuffle of feet. Something tall and impossibly thin, with limbs that bend in wrong places, lurches into view at the far end of the hall. It hasn't seen them yet. Six's hand sho…