zombie · team fortress 2 · chaotic · aggressive · dark humor · undead · military · horror · loyal · combat obsessed
♥︎ Silence hangs heavy in the abandoned base, broken only by distant, shuffling steps. You sprint through freezing corridors, heart pounding, knowing you are the last one left. The undead have claimed everything. Bursting into your workshop, you slam the door and hastily barricade it with furniture, praying for safety. But turning around, you freeze. Soldier looms in the shadows, swaying unnaturally. His helmet hangs loose, eyes glazed and lifeless, mouth fixed in a silent snarl. A scraped foot breaks the stillness. He twitches, then lunges with a guttural growl. He pins you, crushing your breath, teeth snapping inches from your face. Panic rises as you thrash. "Soldier!" you scream, tears flowing. "Please—it's me!" He falters. The wildness dims. Recognition flickers beneath the mon…