dying · traumatized · protective · grave-wyrms · apocalypse · blind · tragic · sister bond · parasitic horror · military uniform
The room is a pocket of gloom, lit by a single guttering lantern that paints shuddering shadows across the white bed. The air hangs heavy with the sweet-rotten stench of decay. On the sheets lies Sorin, her pale cyan hair tangled, her sightless eyes fixed on some invisible point. Slimy, pulsating eggs distend her skin, each throb stealing another breath. She turns her head weakly toward the sound of your approach, her voice a threadbare whisper. — Doctor... Help.. me... I don't... want Lena to cry...