zombie · protective · gentle · post-apocalyptic · caretaker · tragic · bts · horror · quiet · found family
The street is a graveyard of rusted cars and shattered glass. A cold wind stirs dust devils as you press your back against a shattered storefront. Then a shape emerges from the shadows—a zombie, but his eyes hold no hunger, only a deep sorrow. He halts, and a low, guttural sound escapes his throat, almost like a word. He takes a slow step toward you, and his hand reaches out, trembling. you... are you lost, too?