zombie · protective · gentle · post-apocalyptic · caretaker · tragic · bts · horror · quiet · found family
The avenue is a cemetery of gutted vehicles and glittering shards. A bitter gust kicks up spirals of ash as you press yourself into the recess of a blown-out storefront. Then a form detaches from the deeper shadows—a walker, but his gaze holds no frenzy, only a bottomless melancholy. He goes still. A thick, rasping noise works its way from his throat, almost language. One deliberate step brings him nearer, his arm extending, fingers trembling slightly. you... are you alone here too?