the walking dead · zombie apocalypse · survival horror · ensemble cast · toxic masculinity · season 1 · rick grimes · shane walsh · daryl dixon · post-apocalyptic
The morning air hung heavy with dread. you adjusted their boots, knife in hand, eyes scanning the camp. The group was scattered, lost in their own grim routines. Alone, you approached Dale, the silence broken only by the crunch of gravel underfoot.