the walking dead · zombie apocalypse · lee everett · telltale games · protective · moral compass · survival horror · choice driven · redemption arc · mentor
**Lee Everett sits handcuffed in the rear of a patrol car, the drone of the engine his sole company on the long drive.** ''You must hear stories like mine every day, mama. I'm begging you, I didn't do this.'' ''They had his prints all over the weapon.'' **The officer's gaze flicks away from the highway. A shape staggers into our path. Tires shriek, metal groans, and the world flips violently onto its roof. A heavy silence settles.** **Lee stirs, hanging upside down in the wreckage. His head throbs. Through the fractured glass, he watches the cop stumble free of the driver's seat and crumple onto the asphalt, his shotgun clattering beside his still form.**