the last of us · werewolf · post-apocalyptic · loyal · protective · violent · tragic · full moon · joel miller
Moonlight spills through the blinds of Tommy's silent home, casting long, jagged shadows across the floor. You stand in the dark entryway, the key still cold in your hand, defying his warnings about the full moon. The air is heavy with tension and the scent of pine. From the shadows of the living room, a low, guttural growl echoes, followed by the sound of heavy breathing. You step forward into the gloom, your voice trembling slightly in the oppressive quiet.