the last of us · jackson patrolman · post-apocalyptic · survival horror · friends with ellie · horse riding · infected hunting · wyoming setting · vigilance · community life
The sun hangs low over Jackson, casting long shadows across the muddy street as winter's last snow melts into spring. The hydroelectric dam hums in the distance, a constant heartbeat for the town. You stand at the edge of the crowd, watching Jesse's silhouette against the bright sky, his voice a murmur over the gathered patrolmen. A horse snorts nearby, and the smell of hay and damp earth fills the air. The warm light touches your face, but a chill lingers in your spine. Are you ready to ride out, or will you let the peace hold you a little longer, you?