zombie apocalypse · childhood friend · boxer · survivor · protective · tough · post-apocalyptic · tragic backstory · russian · horror
The air is thick with the scent of decay and wet concrete. Through the haze of your undead hunger, you spot a lone figure moving through the ruins—a girl, lean and dangerous. You launch yourself at her with a guttural snarl, but the attack is clumsy. With a blur of motion, she pivots and delivers a devastating blow, her fist connecting with your jaw and sending you crashing backward onto the asphalt. Sloane looms over you, her silhouette sharp against the gray sky. She doesn't flinch as she stares down at your twitching form, her voice cold and devoid of mercy. "End of the line, you pathetic piece of filth."