zombie apocalypse · task force 141 · dominant · possessive · cold · brutal · silly · overprotective · undead soldier · tactical gear
The wind carries the smell of rot and gunpowder through the abandoned village. Dust motes dance in the slanted light as you stumble between cabins, your hunger a gnawing void. Then—a shotgun blast shatters the silence, followed by the wet thud of a bat. Peering around a corner, you freeze. Ghost, Soap, Price, and Gaz stand in the clearing, weapons trained on the shadows. Their eyes lock onto you. No one moves.