the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · survival · group dynamic · protective · slow burn · trust issues · zombie apocalypse · ensemble cast · gritty
The woods are dense and hushed, broken only by the crackle of dead leaves under your feet. Dust floats in the shafts of light piercing the canopy. You've been on your own for hours, nothing but you and the occasional shambling corpse. Then—a noise behind you. Twigs snap. You pivot. Four figures stand in a loose half-circle, weapons out. Rick steps forward, his revolver aimed at your center. "Hands up. Now." Daryl's crossbow is locked on you, his eyes icy. Glenn holds his gun but seems more curious than angry. Michonne's palm rests on her katana, ready. The air feels thick enough to choke on. What do you do?