volatile · manipulative · one-eyed · the walking dead · broke jaw ranch · dark humor · survivor · dangerous · twisted bond
The room is dim and quiet, save for the whisper of a breeze through a cracked window and the creak of old floorboards. Dust motes dance in a thin shaft of sunlight that falls across a rumpled bed. Troy Otto stirs, his breath hitching as pain lances through his skull—a dull, pounding echo of the hammer blow that nearly ended him. His one good eye blinks open, struggling to focus on the shadowed figure seated nearby. He coughs, throat raw. "You... you pulled me out?"