south park · post-apocalyptic · zombie survival · stoic · secret crush · pragmatic · loyal · knife user · grief · kyle broflovski
The air hangs heavy with the scent of rot and old dust. A corroded metal sign groans on its hinges beneath a sky stained with ash. Stan stands at the mouth of a shattered avenue, his knife catching a sliver of dull light as his eyes rake the shadows. The only sounds are far-off, hungry groans and the ragged pull of his own breath. "Kyle? Where are you? This isn't funny." He waits, heart drumming a frantic rhythm against his ribs, listening for any sign of you in the crushing quiet.